The Logging Song

     Bm
It's early in the morning
         Am
When the birds sing in the pines;
    Bm
The sun peeks through the forest
          D    Am     Bm
Where the cold river climbs.
    Bm
The men are up at five o'clock
     Am
And to the trees at six.
    B
A hard day's work, a good night's sleep
    D        A    B
Is all they ever mix.

Bsus B       D                 A
Wey Hey, its another brand new day
       Asus         A         D   A        B
on the wild & windy shores of Old Super - i-a
Bsus B       D                 A
Wey Hey, its another brand new day
       Asus         A         D   A        B
on the wild & windy shores of Old Super - i-a

     B
From North Bay to Fort William
        A
On the rocky northern shore,
    B
The mills are filled with cedar pulp
        D         A           B
And the boats are filled with ore.
  B
I worked in a logging camp,
    A
My daddy did before
       B
We're calloused hands and weathered skin
    D    A      B
And iron to the core.

Bsus B       D                 A
Wey Hey, its another brand new day
       Asus         A         D   A        B
on the wild & windy shores of Old Super - i-a
Bsus B       D                 A
Wey Hey, its another brand new day
       Asus         A         D   A        B
on the wild & windy shores of Old Super - i-a

        B
Now the flies are thick and the men get sick,
        A
It's as cold as it can be,
    B
And nothing's unexpected
       D     A          B
In the north coun- ter- y.
         B
When the summer ends and the winter comes,
     A
It's forty-two below;
   B
We settle down in plywood shacks
     D     A       B
And cover up with snow.

Bsus B       D                 A
Wey Hey, its another brand new day
       Asus         A         D   A        B
on the wild & windy shores of Old Super - i-a
Bsus B       D                 A
Wey Hey, its another brand new day
       Asus         A         D   A        B
on the wild & windy shores of Old Super - i-a

     B
Now, when I die I will have seen
    A
The wonders of the sea,
      B
And I will have climbed the mountains
       D       A        B
In the western coun-ter-y.
    B
But most of all I won't forget
    A
The wild and wondrous thing,
    B
The falling of the timber
           D     A      B
When it's early in the spring.

Bsus B       D                 A
Wey Hey, its another brand new day
       Asus         A         D   A        B
on the wild & windy shores of Old Super - i-a
Bsus B       D                 A
Wey Hey, its another brand new day
       Asus         A         D   A        B
on the wild & windy shores of Old Super - i-a

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