Tim O'brien - My Girl's Waiting For Me (River Driving) lyrics

River drivin on the Sacandaga* Floatin on a slippery log Sleepin in a frozen bog My girl's waitin for me Hard boiled eggs three times a day Wet as beavers we hit the hay Not much sleep but great good pay My girl's waitin for me Big French Joe and I went out To break a jam when I heard him shout Prenez guard and the jam went out My girl's waitin for me Big French Joe the logs drowned him He had no chance to fight or swim With the logs jammed up to the river's rim My girl's waitin for me His girl comes to me and cries If he's dead then I shall die My petit he used to sigh My girl's waitin for me We will find him down below Around the bend where the water is slow Floatin with his pike in tow My girl's waitin for me My petit will wring her hands As we scrape away at the yellow sand And bury him by the river strand My girl's waitin for me One more night and one more day And the logs will reach the river bay I'll skin off these togs and I will say My girl's waitin for me