Grey Delisle Sawyer
Sawyer
Sawyer, Sawyer
You cut me so deep
My woman and children hang their heads down and weep
When the timber come callin' them off o' the track
Young boys go wanderin' and broken men come back
Oxen, oxen
You drove me so dry
I thirst for that coal smoke whisperin' to me in the sky
When the timber come callin' them off o' the track
Young boys go wanderin' and broken men come back
Foreman, foreman
You worked me so long
The whole of my youth drowned in that ol' mill pond
When the timber come callin' them off o' the track
Young boys go wanderin' and broken men come back
Timber, timber
Devil in the pines
My Savior awaits a little further down the line
My Savior awaits a little further down the line
My Savior awaits a little further down the line
