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• Artiste: Jon Crocker
• Titre: Earl Crocker
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Well I'm the son of a son of a lumberjack or so I'm told that the mountain's in my blood since I was less than one year old And they tell me he was kind and they tell me he was strong he carried 60 pound saws all day long. At the end of the day he would sing get that guitar out and see how many smiles he could bring they'd say, “I can't wait to hear them, I can't wait to sing along.” I'm the son of a son of a lumberjack a man I've never met and I guess that's how it goes when you smoke all those cigarettes and he didn't wanna go so young no, no one ever wants to leave the ones they love when he quit it was too late no, cancer never gives it always takes sayin' “I can't wait to kill him I can't wait to take him home” I'm a son of a son of a lumberjack oh yes indeed and when I'm stuck inside the city, how I long for evergreens and I don't know why I have that inside, but I'm happy that he passed it on to me when I sit in the shade, I am thankful for everything he made oh and I can't wait to meet him, no I can't wait to sing along.