Lyrics
As I sat down one evening, within a small cafe
A forty year old waitress to me these words did say
I see you are a logger, and not just a common bum
'Cause no one but a logger stirs his coffee with his thumbMy lover was a logger, but not like none today
If you'd pour whiskey on him, he'd eat a bale of hayHe came one night to see me, [?] 48 below
[forgets words]He held her close and kissed her, so hard he broke her jaw
So she could not speak to tell him, he forgot his mackinawHe went [?] off that evening at 48 below
La, la, la, at 48 below [forgetting words again]
The weather tried to freeze him, it tried it's very best
At 20 degrees below zero he buttoned up his vestIt froze clear down to China, it froze the stars above
At a gazillion degrees below zero, it froze her logger loveSo now she works all evening [?] cafe