Chords for Doug Foster - Loggers Respect

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_ _ _ [G] Well, a young boy took me gently to [C] a logger's torn sleeve, [G] so I could see by the clothes
you're wearing, mister, [D] you've been cutting down trees.
[G] The cocks-hole boots you wear, [C] they show what you've been through.
[G] You see my daddy, mister? _
[D] He's a logger, too. _ _ _ _ _
[F#] _ [G] You see some calls for loggers, and [C] they say it's a trade with no skill.
_ [G] You can say what you want to them, _ [D] do what you will.
_ _ [G] Stand in a piece of timber, [C] got a mind all his own.
_ [G] If a man don't know what he's doing, [D] he just might not be [G] coming home.
_ [D] _ _ [G] _ _ You see that little boy's daddy?
Well, [C] he sure knew what he was doing.
[G] He's been working in the woods now, I'd say, [D] about twenty-three years.
[G] You know it's kind of strange every morning.
[C] What?
Never say goodbye?
[G] You just smile and say something like, see you later, honey, [D] and sit there and sigh.
[G] Just like many other loggers, well, [C] that man's been hurt before. _
[G] All he's trying to do is keep you and I in the timber [D] more and more and more.
[G] You see, it's a shame for many folks.
Well, [C] they don't really care. _
[G] They figure when they go to the lumberyard, [D] hell, it's just there. _
[G] You see, they don't stop to think about [C] all the blood and sweat and tears _
[G] that's shed by all those millions of loggers [D] while I'm down through the years. _
[G] And I'm not saying they deserve what you might [C] call a golden statuette,
[G] but I really believe they deserve the [D] respect that's gone along with all that sweat.
[G] And these last couple lines are [C] all I should really have to say.
[G] If it wasn't for all those loggers, [D] _ you wouldn't have what you got [G] today.
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