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  1. Woodshed

From the album On the Dusty Trail

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Lyrics

Oh my man he passed away and he left me a home-stead and a baby
Now I've got a lot of work to do if I'm ever gunna see this winter through

Keep the fire burnin, go and set the traps
I do all of this with a baby on my back
If there is a leak well it's gotta be fixed
And if I catch me a rabbit well, it's gotta be skinned
I've got my axe, I've got my wood
and I will keep on chippin away just like any man would
I've got my baby crying inside
And I just keep on working wiping that sweat from my eyes

Cus I can't look back now, no I can't look back now

I did some work out in the woodshed
I took some time to stack my lumber right
I've got eight chords of wood ready to go
For those lonely winter nights
Ahead of me oh I know

Cus out here I must try if I am ever to survive
I have got no time to grieve cus winter she is cruel, she waits for nobody

And I can't look back now, no I can't look back now

Chorus

Ooo's....

And when he cries I comfort him
I am the one whom he depends
I see his face and then I know
My work is worth it's weight in gold
I grab my axe and to the woodshed I go

Cus I can't look back now, no I can't look back now.

Oh my man he passed away and he left me a home-stead and a baby
Now I've got a lot of work to do if I'm ever gunna see this winter through