Chords for The Frozen Logger

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_ As I sat down [Bb] one evening within a small cafe,
[Eb] _ A forty-year-old [Fm] waitress [Bb] to me these words did say,
[Eb] _ I see that you are [Bb] a lager and not just a common [Eb] bum,
For nobody but a [Fm] lager [Bb] stirs his coffee with [Eb] his thumb.
My lover [Bb] was a lager, there's none like [Eb] him today,
If you would pour [Ab] whiskey on it, he would eat a [Eb] bale of hay,
And he never shaved [Bb] the whiskers from off of his horny [Eb] hide,
He'd just drive them [Ab] in with a hammer and [Bb] bite them off [Eb] inside. _ _ _
My lover came [Bb] to see me, it was on a freezing [Eb] day,
He held me in [Ab] a fond embrace [Bb] that broke three [Eb] vertebrae,
He kissed me [Bb] when we parted so hard that he [Eb] broke my jaw,
And I could not [F] speak to [Ab] tell him [Bb] he'd forgot his [Eb] Mac and all.
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I saw my [C] lover leaving, _ _ sauntering through [F] the snow,
_ Going [Bb] bravely homeward [C] at forty-eight [F] below, _
Now the weather tried [C] to freeze him, it tried its [F] level best,
At a hundred degrees [Bb] below zero, [C] he buttoned up [F] his vest,
And it froze clear down [C] to China, it froze to the [F] stars above,
At a thousand degrees [Bb] below zero, [C] it froze my [F] lager love.
_ _ _ [F] And so I [C] lost my lover, and to this cafe [F] I come,
And here I wait [Bb] till someone [C] stirs his coffee with his thumb. _ _
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