The Frozen Logger

[ti:The Frozen Logger] [ar:The Weavers] [al:The Weavers' The Roving Kind] [by:] [offset:0] [00:00.39]The Frozen Logger - The Weavers [00:01.38]Written by：Gilbert/Hays/Hellerman/Seeger [00:02.28] [00:03.76]As I sat down one evening within a small cafe [00:09.01] [00:10.39]A forty year old waitress to me these words did say [00:15.64] [00:16.90]I see that you are a logger and not just a common bum [00:22.13] [00:23.45]'Cause nobody but a logger stirs his coffee with is thumb [00:28.85] [00:30.15]My lover was a logger there's none like him today [00:35.50] [00:36.86]If you'd pour whiskey on it he could eat a bale of hay [00:42.21] [00:43.23]Well he never shaved his whiskers from off of his horny hide [00:49.18] [00:49.77]He'd just drive them in with a hammer and bite them off inside [00:55.39] [00:56.64]My lover came to see me upon one freezing day [01:01.91] [01:03.23]He held me in his fond embrace which broke three vertebrae [01:08.68] [01:09.74]Well he kissed me when we parted so hard that he broke my jaw [01:15.23] [01:16.49]I could not speak to tell him he'd forgot his mackinaw [01:21.94] [01:23.42]I saw my lover leaving sauntering through the snow [01:28.97] [01:30.30]Going gaily homeward at forty eight below [01:35.76] [01:36.80]The weather it tried to freeze him it tried its level best [01:42.11] [01:43.00]At a hundred degrees below zero he buttoned up his vest [01:48.49] [01:49.69]It froze clean through to China it froze to the stars above [01:55.16] [01:56.22]At a thousand degrees below zero it froze my logger love [02:02.51] [02:16.28]And so I lost my lover and to this cafe I come [02:21.76] [02:23.03]And here I wait till someone stirs his coffee with his thumb