Logging Camp Christmas Acoustic chords by Tamarack Guitar Chords

[Verse 1]
E
Oh the snow falls soft round the old cabin door,
A E
The baby lies sleeping so still;
A E C#m
And she imagines she hears the faint ring of an axe
F# B
‘Way back in the Pontiac hills.
E
Well, the days grind by just like a log in a jam,
A E
In the window the candle burns low;
A E C#m
It’s been weeks since he left to head north to the camps-
E B E
There’ll be months before spring brings him home.

[Chorus]
A E
And in the shanty they’re dancin’ on a hard-packed dirt floor
A B
While the fiddler scrapes out them old tunes one time more;
A E C#m
And he’s wond-rin’ why he’s there far from fam’ly and friends
E B A
In a logging camp Christmas again.
E B
And wasn’t it this time last year that he swore
A E B
That he wouldn’t spend Christmas in the log camps no more?
E A E
But there’s too little choice when the livin’s this poor;
B E
It’s the only way a man can survive.

[Verse 2]
E
Well, the wood’s gettin’ low by the fire tonight
A E
And she’ll up before dawn to cut more
A E C#m
But it seems only right to let it burn bright
F# B
‘cause it’s Christmas and her heart’s feelin’ sore.
E
Well, it isn’t the work that she minds when he’s gone
A E
And the neighbours help out when they can,
A E C#m
It’s the time slipping by from life that’s too young
E B E
To be living this far from her man.

[Chorus]
A E
In the shanty they’re dancin’ on a hard-packed dirt floor
A B
While the fiddler scrapes out them old tunes one time more;
A E C#m
And he’s wond-rin’ why he’s there far from fam’ly and friends
E B A
In a logging camp Christmas again.
E B
And wasn’t it this time last year that he swore
A E B
That he wouldn’t spend Christmas in the log camps no more?
E A E
But there’s too little choice when the livin’s this poor;
B E
It’s the only way a man can survive.

[Instrument Break]
A E A B A E C#m E B A

[Chorus]
A E
In the shanty they’re dancin’ on a hard-packed dirt floor
A B
While the fiddler scrapes out them old tunes one time more;
A E C#m
And he’s wond-rin’ why he’s there far from fam’ly and friends
E B A
In a logging camp Christmas again.
E B
And wasn’t it this time last year that he swore
A E B
That he wouldn’t spend Christmas in the log camps no more?
E A E
But there’s too little choice when the livin’s this poor;
B E
It’s the only way a man can survive.

[Outro]
E
Oh the snow falls soft round the old cabin door,
A E
The baby lies sleeping so still;
A E C#m
And she imagines she hears the faint ring of an axe
F# B
‘Way back in the Pontiac hills.