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If I sang about a saddle, a lassoo, & a gun
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You'd think about a cowboy beneath the prarie sun
B7
But I sing about a pine tree with a bucksaw & an axe
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I sing about a big man, the Canadian Lumberjack
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Oh hey to the happy workin' bushman
B7 E
Of Canada He's a lumberjack
A E
Oh hey, to the master of the bushland
B7 E
He's born to live by the big broad axe
B7 E
He's born to live by the big broad axe
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He'll go up for a giant breackfast, of pancakes, beans & mush
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And then you'll hear him whistle all morning through the bush
B7
And when it comes to hardwork there's just no turning back
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That son of a gun of an iron Canadian Lumberjack
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And when his day is over he'll talk with many chums
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He'll sing about his sweetheart he'll wed when springtime comes
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