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It’s been raining for eight days straight

Hauling timber of the Big Jumbo

The creek is going over the banks

And the road is turning into gumbo

Big wheels are rolling from the mountain to the mill

There’s a logger who’s soaked to the bone

But he is working still

And there’s big wood timber coming down, down, down

There’s big wood timber coming down

He came out West at seventeen

The biggest trees he’d ever seen

Way back when the land was raw

He heard the singing of the crosscut saw

The foreman said «Son are you able

To work the end of a choker cable?»

In the logging camps he paid his dues

To the Douglas Fir and the Sitka Spruce

Big in the shoulders and broad in the back

From driving the wedges and swinging the axe

Faller’s prayer and the lumberjack law

Sawdust flying from a two-stroke saw

Thirty below in the Wintertime

Tamarack, Fir, and Lodgepole Pine

Feller and a buncher and a skidder to drag

A good man lost to a fallin' snag

There’s a big log jam on the river wide

And a suken barge at the log dump site

Two loaded trucks locked their horns

On an icy road in the early morn

Drifting snow and blowing rain

Double shifting on the choker chain

Skidder rolled over on the ridge

Mudslide road and a washed out bridgeAnd a good man lost to a falling snag

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