Songs & Ballads Of The Maine Lumberjacks

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62             Songs and Ballads
If we would n't mind him and back we would lay, The boss would sing out: "Are you going to sleep all day."
Sing fol-de-diddle, darow
Li-turrol-o-dav.
9 About twelve at noon, when the sky it was clear, All through the woods would be, "Luncheon,"
you 'd hear. But when you got there, 't was all you could see Was a dirty old cook and a lousy cookee. Sing fol-de-diddle, darow Li-turrol-o-day.
io About six in the morning for the camp we would steer, "I board the grindstone" was all you could hear. "I board the grindstone," for the turns they would
fight, And they'd keep that old grindstone a-whirling all night. Sing fol-de-diddle, darow Li-turrol-o-day.
11 And now to conclude, and to finish my song.
Twas composed upon Sunday, I hope it's not
wrong. There was Heyward the chopper, And white-headed Bob, and Marshall the sled-tender Who would n't bark a log. Sing fol-de-diddle, darow Li-turrol-o-day.






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