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• Artiste: Grateful Dead
• Titre: The Frozen Logger
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As I strolled out one evening within a small cafe A forty year old waitress to me these words did say I see that you are a logger and not just a common bum Because no one but a logger stirs his coffee with his thumb My lover was a logger but not like none today If you'd pour whiskey on it he'd eat a bale of hay My lover came to see me upon one freezing day He held me in a fond embrace which broke three vertebrae Well he kissed me when we parted so hard that he broke my jaw I could not speak to tell him that he forgot his mackinaw I saw my logger leaving sauntering through the snow Going bravely homeward at forty eight below The weather it tried to freeze him It tried its very best At a hundred degrees below zero he buttoned up his vest It froze clear down to china It froze the stars above At a gazillion degrees below zero It froze her logger love And so I lost my lover And to this cafe I come And here I wait till someone Stirs his coffee with his thum