The Frozen Logger chords by James Stevens

• Difficulty: Beginner 👶

Key: C

Intro:

G  G7  C  G7

Verse 1:

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As I went out one morning, 'twas in a small cafe,
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A forty-year-old waitress to me these words did say.

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I see that you are a logger, and not just a common bum,
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For nobody but a logger stirs his coffee with his thumb.

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My lover was a logger, there's none like him today,
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If you poured whiskey on it he'd eat a bale of hay.

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He never shaved a whisker from off his horny hide.
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He hammered in the bristles and bit them off inside.

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My lover came to see me, 'twas on a winter's day.
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He hugged me in a fond embrace that broke three vertebrae.

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He kissed me when Versed, so hard that it broke my jaw.
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I couldn't speak to tell him he forgot his mackinaw.

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I watched him as he left me, trudging through the snow,
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A-goin' gaily homeward at forty-eight below.

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The weather tried to freeze him, it tried its level best.
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At a hundred degrees below zero, he buttoned up his vest.

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It froze clear down to China, it froze to the heavens above.
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At a thousand degrees below zero, it froze my logger love.

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And so I lost my lover, and to this cafe I've come,
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And here I wait for someone who stirs coffee with his thumb.