Chords for Buzz Martin-Sick Of Settin Chokers

This is a story of a fellow that come up from the Southlands
Got a job in high lead logging and setting chokers
And after a while he come in one night and got out of the crummy and he had all of his stuff thrown over his shoulder
And this is just about what he had to say _ _ _
[Ab] _ _ _ _ _ _ Well, I'm sick of setting chokers in this dog-gone [Db] rain.
I got everything to [Ab] lose and nothing to [Fm] gain
I'm [Eb] from sick [Ab] of climbing these steep hillsides
_ _ _ _ [F] _ [Ab] Well, the seat of my brand new bridge is a slack
[Db] I think I got moss growing on the back [Ab] and I'm just a little [F] bit homesick to [Ab] the side
_ _ _ _ [Ebm] _ [Db] Well, I come out here to this big Northwest
[Ab]
Trying to make a killing
[Ebm] _ I [Db] heard the wages in the woods was best [Bb] and a logger's [Eb] life was thrilling
[F] Well, [Ab] I've been here quite a while and I ain't been _ a couple of times
I was darn near killed and I'm [Eb] from sick of setting chokers in this dog [Ab]-gone rain
I _ _ _ _ [Eb] _
_ _ _ _ [Eb] _ _ _ [Ab] _
_ _ _ _ _ got a pair of cork boots and a tin hat to sell
[Db] A big hook tender can go straight to town [Ab] and try to get somebody else [Db] to take my [Eb]
place
[F] _ _ _ _ _ [Ab] I'm catching the first train at [Eb] Southern Bound
_ [Db] _
Monday morning I won't be around
[Ab] I guess the high [Eb] lead logging [F] I'm a plum [Ab]
disgrace
_ _ _ _ [Ebm] _ [Db] Well, I come out here to this big Northwest
[Eb] To try and make a killing
[Ebm] _ _ [Db]
I heard the wages in the woods was best [Bb] and a logger's life was thrilling
[G] _ _ [Ab] _
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[Db] A couple of times I was darn near killed
[Ab] And I'm from sick of [Eb] setting chokers in this dog-gone [Ab] rain
I'm catching the first train at Southern Bound _ _ _ _ _
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