Music: Bill Staines
《The Logging Song》- Bill Staines
Bill Staines - Lead Vocalist，Acoustic Guitar
Rick Lee - Banjo
Lana Pettey - Bass
Guy Van Duser - Acoustic Guitar
It's early in the morning when the birds sing in the pines
The sun peeks through the forest where the cold river climbs
The men are up at five o'clock and to the trees at six
A hard day's work, a good night's sleep is all they ever mix
Way, hey
Another brand-new day
On the wild and windy shores of old super-i-ay
From north bay to fort william on the rocky northern shore
The mills are filled with cedar pulp and the boats are filled with ore
I worked in a logging camp my daddy did before
We're calloused hands and weathered skin and iron to the core
Way, hey
Another brand-new day
On the wild and windy shores of old super-i-ay
Now the flies are thick and the men get sick it's as cold as it can be
And nothing's unexpected in the north coun-ter-y
When the summer ends and the winter comes it's forty-two below
We settle down in plywood shacks and cover up with snow
Way, hey
Another brand-new day
On the wild and windy shores of old super-i-ay
Now, when I die I will have seen the wonders of the sea
And I will have climbed the mountains in the western coun-ter-y
But most of all I won't forget the wild and wondrous thing
The falling of the timber when it's early in the spring
Way, hey
Another brand-new day
On the wild and windy shores of old super-i-ay
Way, hey
Another brand-new day
On the wild and windy shores of old super-i-ay