Organization: University of Illinois at Chicago
Date: Fri, 22 Jan 1993 17:23:52 CST
From: John Schulien <U21187@uicvm.uic.edu>
Newsgroups: rec.music.gdead
Subject: Re: Frozen Logger lyrics

In article <C19w02.G56@news.cso.uiuc.edu>, pjpg1258@uxa.cso.uiuc.edu (Paul J.
Pearah) says:
>
>Here is my best guess.  Can anyone offer corrections and/or fill in the gaps?

Here it is:

                                                The Frozen Logger
  The Frozen Logger                              Stevens-Haglvnd,
   Stevens-Haglvnd                        Derangement by the Grateful Dead

As I sat down one evening            Bob: As I strolled out one evening
Within a small cafe                       Within a small cafe
A forty year old waitress                 A forty year old waitress
To me these words did say                 To me these words did say

``I see that you are a logger             ``I see that you are a logger
And not just a common bum                 and not just a common bum
Cause no one but a logger                 Because no one but a logger
Stirs his coffee with his thumb''         Stirs his coffee with his thumb''

My lover was a logger                     My lover was a logger
There's none like him today               But not like none today
If you'd pour whiskey on it               If you'd pour whiskey on it
He would eat a bale of hay                He'd eat a bale of hay

Well he never shaved his whiskers         He came one night to see me
From of of his horny hide
He'd just drive them in with a hammer     ( gibberish -- no one can remember
and bite them off inside                    the rest of the verse )

My lover came to see me             (sung) uuuuuh close and kissed me
Upon one freezing day             (spoken) how's that? oh yeah oh yeah
He held me in a fond embrace        (sung) came one night uuuuhiiissedde
Which broke three vertebrae       (spoken) ok hold it hold it uh
                                    (sung) forty eight below
Well he kissed me when we parted
So hard that he broke my jaw              ( By this time, the music has
                                            degenerated into extremely
I could not speak to tell him               off key strumming, beeps,
That he forgot his mackinaw                 chirps, honking noises,
                                            and massively distorted
I saw my logger leaving                     vocals. The overall pitch
Sauntering through the snow                 is going up and down, the
Going bravely homeward                      effect is the same as what
at forty eight below                        you would get if you turned
                                            a record on a turntable
The weather it tried to freeze him          with your finger)
It tried it's very best              Jerry:
At a hundred degrees below zero    (spoken) you gonna play like this all
He buttoned up his vest                     day?
                                       Bob:
It froze clean through to China    (spoken) well anyway he comes over and
It froze the stars above                    she says
At a thousand degrees below zero
It froze my logger love              (sung) He held her close and kissed her
                                            So hard it broke her jaw
And so I lost my lover                      So she could not speak to tell him
And to this cafe I come                     He forgot his mackinaw
And here I wait till someone
Stirs his coffee with his thumb             He went sauntering off that evening
                                            At forty eight below
                                            dum, dah, dah dah dah
                                            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

                                            So now she works all evening
                                (gibberish) And so am meant that all I meant
                           (drums start in)
                                   (spoken) I can't remember the last verse I'm
                                            getting out of here

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