ONCE MORE A-LUMBERING GO
Ye mighty sons of freedom
Who round the mountains range
Come all you gallant lumber boys
And listen to my song
On the banks of the sweet Saranac
Where its limpid waters flow
We'll range the wild woods over
And once more a-lumbering go
Once more a-lumbering go
And we'll range the wild woods over
And once more a-lumbering go
To the music of our axes
We'll make the woods resound
And many a tall and lofty pine
Comes tumbling to the ground
At night, around our good campfire
We'll sing while cold winds blow
We'll range the wild woods over
And once more a-lumbering go
You may talk about your parties
Your parties and your plays
But pity us poor lumber boys
Go bouncing on our sleighs
But we ask no better pastime
Than to hunt the buck and doe
We'll range the wild woods over
And once more a-lumbering go
When winter it is over
And the icebound streams are free
We'll drive our logs to Glen Falls
And we'll haste our girls to see
With plenty to drink and plenty to eat
Back to the world we'll go
We'll range the wild woods over
And once more a-lumbering go
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ONCE MORE A-LUMBERING GO
Ye mighty sons of freedom
Who round the mountains range
Come all you gallant lumber boys
And listen to my song
On the banks of the sweet Saranac
Where its limpid waters flow
We'll range the wild woods over
And once more a-lumbering go
Once more a-lumbering go
And we'll range the wild woods over
And once more a-lumbering go
To the music of our axes
We'll make the woods resound
And many a tall and lofty pine
Comes tumbling to the ground
At night, around our good campfire
We'll sing while cold winds blow
We'll range the wild woods over
And once more a-lumbering go
You may talk about your parties
Your parties and your plays
But pity us poor lumber boys
Go bouncing on our sleighs
But we ask no better pastime
Than to hunt the buck and doe
We'll range the wild woods over
And once more a-lumbering go
When winter it is over
And the icebound streams are free
We'll drive our logs to Glen Falls
And we'll haste our girls to see
With plenty to drink and plenty to eat
Back to the world we'll go
We'll range the wild woods over
And once more a-lumbering go
Ye mighty sons of freedom
Who round the mountains range
Come all you gallant lumber boys
And listen to my song
On the banks of the sweet Saranac
Where its limpid waters flow
We'll range the wild woods over
And once more a-lumbering go
Once more a-lumbering go
And we'll range the wild woods over
And once more a-lumbering go
To the music of our axes
We'll make the woods resound
And many a tall and lofty pine
Comes tumbling to the ground
At night, around our good campfire
We'll sing while cold winds blow
We'll range the wild woods over
And once more a-lumbering go
You may talk about your parties
Your parties and your plays
But pity us poor lumber boys
Go bouncing on our sleighs
But we ask no better pastime
Than to hunt the buck and doe
We'll range the wild woods over
And once more a-lumbering go
When winter it is over
And the icebound streams are free
We'll drive our logs to Glen Falls
And we'll haste our girls to see
With plenty to drink and plenty to eat
Back to the world we'll go
We'll range the wild woods over
And once more a-lumbering go