The Frozen Logger - Odetta-歌词

The Frozen Logger - Odetta

Written by：Traditional

As I sat down one evening

Was in a small café

A forty year old waitress to me

These words did say

I see you that you are a logger

And not just a common bum

'Cause nobody but a logger

Stirs his coffee with his thumb

My lover he was a logger

There's none like him today

Well if you'd pour whiskey on it

Well he'd eat a bale of hay

He never used a razor

To shave his horny hide

He'd just drive them in with a hammer

Then he'd bite them off inside

My lover he came to see me

Was on a freezing day

He held me in a fond embrace

That broke three vertebras

Well he kissed me before we parted

So hard that he broke my jaw

And I could not speak to tell him

He forgot his mackinaw

I saw my lover leaving

Sauntering through the snow

Well going grimly homeward

At forty eight below

Well the weather tried to freeze him

It tried its level best

At a hundred degrees below zero

Why he buttoned up his vest

It froze clean through to china

And it froze to the stars above

And at a thousand degrees below zero

It froze my logger love

And so I lost my lover darling

And to this café I come

And here I wait till someone

Stirs his coffee with his thumb