The Logging Song Chords by Bill Staines

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_ _ _ It's early in the morning when [Bb] the birds sing in the pines,
[Cm] The sun peeks through [Ab] the forest [Bb] where the coal river [Cm] glides.
Men are up at five o [Bb]'clock and do the trees at six,
[Cm] Hard days [Ab] work, a good [Bb] night's sleep is all they [Cm] ever make.
[F] Wait, hey, _ another brand [Fm] new day,
_ On [Cm] the wild and [Ab] windy shore [Bb] of Old [Cm] Superior.
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_ _ _ From North Bay to Fort [Bb] William on the rocky northern shore,
[Cm] The mills are [Ab] filled with cedar pulp [Bb] and the boats are filled [Cm] with ore.
I worked in a logging [Bb] camp my daddy did before,
[Cm] Where calloused [Ab] hands and weathered [Bb] skin and iron [Cm] teared the core.
_ [F] Wait, hey, [Eb] another [Fm] brand new day,
_ On the [Gm] wild and [Ab] windy [Bb] shore of Old Superior.
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_ _ Now the flies are thick and the men get [Bb] sick, it's cold as it can be,
_ [Cm] Nothing's [Ab] unexpected [Bb] in the North [Cm] Country.
When the summer ends and the winter [Bb] comes, it's forty-two below,
[Cm] We'll [G] settle down [Ab] and fly with [Bb] shacks and cover up [Cm] with snow.
_ _ [F] Wait, hey, [Eb] another brand [Fm] new day,
_ [Cm] On the wild and [Ab] windy shore [Bb] of Old Superior.
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_ _ Now when I die I will have seen [Bb] the wonders of the sea,
[Gm] And I will have climbed the mountains [Bb] in the Western [Cm] Country. _
Most of all I won't forget [Bb] the wild and wondrous thing,
[Cm] The falling [Ab] of the timber when [Bb] it's early [Cm] in the spring.
_ [F] Wait, hey, [Eb] another brand [Fm] new day,
_ [Cm] On the wild and [Ab] windy shore [Bb] of Old Superior.
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_ _ Wait, [F] hey, _ [Eb] another brand [Fm] new day,
On [Gm] the wild and [Ab] windy shore [Bb] of Old [Cm] Superior. _
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