A Logger's Daughter

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He works all day even nights too

He never gets paid that much a day

I'm a logger's daughter and i have something to say

 

I wait up all night looking for him too

All I want to hear him say is "I love you"

Each night I pray that God's Breeze be calm today

And don't let the trees fall his way

 

He wakes up early and stats his day

with coffee in hand he drives away

He arrives on sight 

filing his huskey til he gets it just right

 

Putting on his hard hat and chaps,

Into the woods he goes

Where a great big hemlock tree grows

 

It's how he makes his cash,

Cutting all the mountain ash

 

His job is very dangerous I know this is true

But please protect him and his crew

 

As he gets home I'm fast asleep

He walks through the door tired and beat

But he still finds time to say goodnight, 

and sleep tight

I'm a logger's daughter and I had something to say






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