The Frozen Logger Songtext
von Odetta

As I sat down one evening
Within a small cafe
A forty year old waitress
To a man these words did say

"I see you are a logger
And not just a common bum
For nobody but a logger
Stirs his coffee with his thumb"

"My lover was a logger
There′s none like him today
If you poured whiskey on it
He could eat a bale of hay"

"Well, he never shaved his whiskers
Them off of his horny hide
He drove them in with a hammer
And bit them off inside"


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

"He kissed me before we parted
So hard that it broke my jaw
I could not speak to tell him
He forgot his Mackinaw"

"I saw my lover leaving
Sauntering through the snow
Going bravely homeward
At forty-eight below"

"Well, the weather tried to freeze him
Tried its level best
At a hundred degrees below zero
He buttoned up his vest"

"Well, it froze clear through the china
Froze to the stars above
At a thousand degrees below zero
It froze my logger love"


"And so my lover dying
To this cafe I've come
And here I′ll wait 'til someone
Stirs his coffee with his thumb"