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  1. Lumberjack Blues

From the recording Pocket Pair

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Music and lyrics by Esther Wheaton

Lyrics

My man's a bearded lumberjack
He works from first daylight
Saw that wood, boy
Saw that wood
And when he sleeps he still don't rest
He works all through the night
Saw that wood, boy
Saw that wood

My man's got timber in his blood
His skin is painted plaid
Saw that wood, boy
Saw that wood
And if you're lucky to be deaf
It really ain't so bad
Saw that wood, boy
Saw that wood

Oh, saddle up your horse and cart
Sharpen up your axe
Saw that wood, boy
Saw that wood
The trees are trembling in their roots
The bears are makin' tracks
Saw that wood, boy
Saw that wood

A woman's got to do hard work, so
A woman's got to sleep
Saw that wood, boy
Saw that wood
So I put a pillow o'er his head
And holler "Save the trees!"
Saw that wood, boy
Saw that wood