Chords for The Frozen Logger - The Weavers - (Lyrics needed)
Tempo:
108.35 bpm
Chords used:
Eb
Bb
Ab
F
Fm
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
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As I sat [Bb] down one evening within a small [Eb] cafe, a forty-year [Ab]-old waitress [Fm] [Bb] to me these words
[Eb] did say, I see that you are [Bb] a logger and not just a common [Eb] bum, cause nobody but [Ab] a logger
stirs [Bb] his coffee with [Eb] his thumb.
My lover [Bb] was a logger, there's none like him [Eb] today,
if you'd pour [Ab] whiskey on it he [Bb] would eat a bale [Eb] of hay.
Well he never shaved [Bb] his whiskers
from off of his [Eb] horny hide, he'd just drive them in with [Ab] a hammer [Bb] and bite them off [Eb] inside.
My lover came [Bb] to see me upon one freezing [Eb] day, he held me in [Ab] a fond [Fm] embrace [Bb] which broke
three [Eb] vertebrae.
Well he kissed me when [Bb] we parted so hard that he broke [Eb] my jaw, I could
not speak [Ab] to tell him he'd [Bb] forgot his mac [Eb] in awe.
I saw my [Bb] logger leaving, sauntering
through [Eb] the snow, going [Ab] gravely homeward [Bb] at forty-eight [Eb] below.
The weather it [Bb] tried to
freeze him, it tried its [Eb] level best, at a hundred [F] degrees below zero [Bb] he buttoned up
[Eb] his vest.
It froze clean [Bb] through to China, it froze to the stars above, at a thousand
degrees [Ab] below zero [Bb] it froze my [Eb] logger love.
[F]
[Eb]
[Cm]
[Eb]
And so I lost [Bb] my lover and to this cafe [Eb] I
come, and here [F] I wait till someone [Bb] stirs his coffee with [Eb] his thumb.
[N]
[Eb] did say, I see that you are [Bb] a logger and not just a common [Eb] bum, cause nobody but [Ab] a logger
stirs [Bb] his coffee with [Eb] his thumb.
My lover [Bb] was a logger, there's none like him [Eb] today,
if you'd pour [Ab] whiskey on it he [Bb] would eat a bale [Eb] of hay.
Well he never shaved [Bb] his whiskers
from off of his [Eb] horny hide, he'd just drive them in with [Ab] a hammer [Bb] and bite them off [Eb] inside.
My lover came [Bb] to see me upon one freezing [Eb] day, he held me in [Ab] a fond [Fm] embrace [Bb] which broke
three [Eb] vertebrae.
Well he kissed me when [Bb] we parted so hard that he broke [Eb] my jaw, I could
not speak [Ab] to tell him he'd [Bb] forgot his mac [Eb] in awe.
I saw my [Bb] logger leaving, sauntering
through [Eb] the snow, going [Ab] gravely homeward [Bb] at forty-eight [Eb] below.
The weather it [Bb] tried to
freeze him, it tried its [Eb] level best, at a hundred [F] degrees below zero [Bb] he buttoned up
[Eb] his vest.
It froze clean [Bb] through to China, it froze to the stars above, at a thousand
degrees [Ab] below zero [Bb] it froze my [Eb] logger love.
[F]
[Eb]
[Cm]
[Eb]
And so I lost [Bb] my lover and to this cafe [Eb] I
come, and here [F] I wait till someone [Bb] stirs his coffee with [Eb] his thumb.
[N]
Key:
Eb
Bb
Ab
F
Fm
Eb
Bb
Ab
_ _ _ _ _ _
As I sat [Bb] down one evening within a small [Eb] cafe, _ a forty-year [Ab]-old waitress [Fm] [Bb] to me these words
[Eb] did say, I see that you are [Bb] a logger and not just a common [Eb] bum, _ cause nobody but [Ab] a logger
stirs [Bb] his coffee with [Eb] his thumb.
My lover [Bb] was a logger, there's none like him [Eb] today, _
if you'd pour [Ab] whiskey on it he [Bb] would eat a bale [Eb] of hay.
Well he never shaved [Bb] his whiskers
from off of his [Eb] horny hide, he'd just drive them in with [Ab] a hammer [Bb] and bite them off [Eb] inside. _
My lover came [Bb] to see me upon one freezing [Eb] day, he held me in [Ab] a fond [Fm] embrace [Bb] which broke
three _ [Eb] vertebrae.
Well he kissed me when [Bb] we parted so hard that he broke [Eb] my jaw, I could
not speak [Ab] to tell him he'd [Bb] forgot his mac [Eb] in awe.
I saw my [Bb] logger leaving, _ _ sauntering
through [Eb] the snow, _ going [Ab] gravely homeward [Bb] at forty-eight [Eb] below.
The weather it [Bb] tried to
freeze him, it tried its [Eb] level best, at a hundred [F] degrees below zero [Bb] he buttoned up
[Eb] his vest.
It froze clean [Bb] through to China, it froze to the stars above, at a thousand
degrees [Ab] below zero [Bb] it froze my [Eb] logger love.
_ _ _ _ [F] _ _
_ _ _ _ [Eb] _ _
_ _ _ _ [Cm] _ _
_ _ _ _ [Eb] _ _
And so I lost [Bb] my lover and to this cafe [Eb] I
come, and here [F] I wait till someone [Bb] stirs his coffee with [Eb] his thumb. _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [N] _
As I sat [Bb] down one evening within a small [Eb] cafe, _ a forty-year [Ab]-old waitress [Fm] [Bb] to me these words
[Eb] did say, I see that you are [Bb] a logger and not just a common [Eb] bum, _ cause nobody but [Ab] a logger
stirs [Bb] his coffee with [Eb] his thumb.
My lover [Bb] was a logger, there's none like him [Eb] today, _
if you'd pour [Ab] whiskey on it he [Bb] would eat a bale [Eb] of hay.
Well he never shaved [Bb] his whiskers
from off of his [Eb] horny hide, he'd just drive them in with [Ab] a hammer [Bb] and bite them off [Eb] inside. _
My lover came [Bb] to see me upon one freezing [Eb] day, he held me in [Ab] a fond [Fm] embrace [Bb] which broke
three _ [Eb] vertebrae.
Well he kissed me when [Bb] we parted so hard that he broke [Eb] my jaw, I could
not speak [Ab] to tell him he'd [Bb] forgot his mac [Eb] in awe.
I saw my [Bb] logger leaving, _ _ sauntering
through [Eb] the snow, _ going [Ab] gravely homeward [Bb] at forty-eight [Eb] below.
The weather it [Bb] tried to
freeze him, it tried its [Eb] level best, at a hundred [F] degrees below zero [Bb] he buttoned up
[Eb] his vest.
It froze clean [Bb] through to China, it froze to the stars above, at a thousand
degrees [Ab] below zero [Bb] it froze my [Eb] logger love.
_ _ _ _ [F] _ _
_ _ _ _ [Eb] _ _
_ _ _ _ [Cm] _ _
_ _ _ _ [Eb] _ _
And so I lost [Bb] my lover and to this cafe [Eb] I
come, and here [F] I wait till someone [Bb] stirs his coffee with [Eb] his thumb. _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [N] _