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Frozen Logger chords

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G                    D7                   G
As I stepped out one morning into a small café

                 C           G        D7        G
A forty year old waitress to me these words did say


                            D7                           G
She said I see sir you’re a logger and not just a common bum

                   C                G      D7       G
Cause nobody but a logger stirs his coffee with his thumb


               D7                           G
My lover was a logger there's none like him today

                               C       G          D7      G
If you'd pour a little whiskey upon it he’d eat a bale of hay


                 D7                          G
My lover came to see me twas on one freezing day

                  C             G     D7         G
He threw his arms around me and broke three vertebrae


               D7                             G
I saw my lover leaving a trudging through the snow

              C           G     D7    G
A-going gaily homeward at forty-eight below


                     D7                            G
The weather tried to freeze him it tried its level best

                            C       G        D7     G
At a thousand degrees below zero he buttoned up his vest


                          D7                          G
It froze clear through to China it froze to the stars above

                           C       G        D7     G
At a million degrees below zero it froze my logger love


                 D7                        G
And so I lost my logger and to this cafe I come

                     C                 G      D7       G
And here I wait till someone stirs his coffee with his thumb

            
            
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