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Lyrics for Amelia Earharts Last Flight by Unknown:
| | | Artist: | Unknown |
| | Album: | Unknown | | Track: | Amelia Earharts Last Flight | | | | Date Added: | 18/10/2007 | | Views: | 211 | | | | Lyrics: | A-Lumbering We Go
Come all ye sons of freedom throughout old Michigan,
Come all ye gallant
lumbermen, come list to a shantyman.
From the banks of the Muskegon where the rapid waters
flow
We'll range the wildwoods o'er while a-lumbering we go.
The music of our burnished axe
shall make the woods resound,
And many a lofty ancient pine shall tumble to the ground.
At
night around our shanty fire we'll sing while rude winds blow
We'll range the wildwoods o'er
while a-lumbering we go.
I am a jolly shantyboy as you shall soon discover,
To all the
dodges I am fly, a hustling pinewoods rover.
A peavey hook it is my pride, an axe I well can
handle,
To fell a tree or punch a bull get rattling Johnny Randle.
I met a girl in Saginaw
and she lives with her mother
And I defy all Michigan to find such another;
She's tall and
slim, her hair is red, her face is plump and pretty,
She's my daisy Sunday-best-day girl, and
her front name stands for
Kitty.
I took her to a dance one night. A mossback gave the
bidding
Silver Jack he bossed the shebang, and big Dan played the fiddle.
We danced and
drank the livelong night with fights between the dancing
Till Silver Jack cleaned out the ranch
and set the mossbacks prancing.
From Fowke, Lumbering Songs of the Northern Woods.
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