The Frozen Logger by The Weavers
The Frozen Logger by The Weavers

The Frozen Logger

The Weavers * Track #3 On Folk Songs of America and Other Lands

The Frozen Logger Lyrics

[Verse 1]
As I sat down one evening
Within a small café
A forty-year old waitress
To me these words did say

[Verse 2]
"I see that you are a logger
And not just a common bum
'Cause nobody but a logger
Stirs his coffee with his thumb"

[Verse 3]
"My lover was a logger
There's none like him today
If you'd pour whiskey on it
He would eat a bale of hay"

[Verse 4]
"Well, he never shaved his whiskers
From off of his horny hide
He'd just drive them in with a hammer
And bite them off inside"

[Verse 5]
"My lover came to see me
Upon one freezing day
He held me in a fond embrace
Which broke three vertebrae"

[Verse 6]
"Well, he kissed me when we parted
So hard that he broke my jaw
I could not speak to tell him
He'd forgot his mackinaw"

[Verse 7]
"I saw my logger leaving
Sauntering through the snow
Going gravely homeward
At forty-eight below"

[Verse 8]
"The weather, it tried to freeze him
It tried it's level best
At a hundred degrees below zero
He buttoned up his vest"

[Verse 9]
"It froze clean through to China
It froze to the stars above
At a thousand degrees below zero
It froze my logger love"

[Instrumental Break]

[Verse 10]
"And so, I lost my lover
And to this café I come
And here I wait 'til someone
Stirs his coffee with his thumb"

The Frozen Logger Q&A

Who wrote The Frozen Logger's ?

The Frozen Logger was written by James Stevenson.

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