{t:Breakfast In Hell}
{st:Slaid Cleaves}
In the [Bm]melting snows of On-[D]tario
Where the [A]wind'll make you [Bm]shiver
‘Twas the [Bm]month of May up in [D]Georgian Bay
Near the [A]mouth of the Musquash [Bm]River
Where the [D]bears prowl and the [A]coyotes howl
And you can [D]hear the [A]osprey [Bm]scream [Bm]
Back in [A]'99 we were cutting pine
And [D]sending it [A]down the [Bm]stream [Bm]
Young [Bm]Sandy Gray came to [D]Go Home Bay
All the [A]way from P.E.-[Bm]I.
Where the [Bm]weather's rough and it [D]makes you tough,
No [A]man's afraid to [Bm]die
Sandy [D]came a smilin', Thirty [A]Thousand Islands
Was the [D]place to [A]claim his [Bm]glo-o-[Bm]ry
Now [A]Sandy's gone but his name lives on
And [D]this is [A]Sandy's [Bm]story [Bm]
Young [D]Sandy Gray lives [Bm]on today
In the [D]echoes of a mighty [Bm]yell
[A]Listen close and you'll hear a ghost
In this [D]story [A]that I [Bm]tell, boys, this [D]story [A]that I [Bm]tell [Bm]
Now Sandy [Bm]Gray was boss of the [D]men who'd toss
The [A]trees onto the [Bm]shore
They'd [Bm]come and go ‘til they'd [D]built a floe,
A hundred [A]thousand logs or [Bm]more
And he'd [D]ride 'em down towards [A]Severn Sound
To cut 'em [D]up in the [A]mills for [Bm]timber [Bm]
And the [A]ships would haul spring summer and fall
‘Til the [D]ice came [A]in De-[Bm]cember [Bm]
One [Bm]Sabbath day big [D]Sandy Gray
Came into [A]camp with a peavy on his [Bm]shoulder
With a [Bm]thundercrack he [D]dropped his axe
And the [A]room got a little bit [Bm]colder
Said, [D]“Come on all you, we got [A]work to do,
We gotta [D]give 'er [A]all we can [Bm]give 'er [Bm]
There's a [A]jam of logs at the little jog
Near the [D]mouth of the [A]Musquash [Bm]River” [Bm]
With no [Bm]time to pray on the [D]Lord's day
They were [A]hoping for God's for-[Bm]giveness
But the [Bm]jam was high in a [D]troubled sky
And they [A]set about their [Bm]business
They [D]poked with their poles and [A]ran with the rolls
And [D]tried to [A]stay on their [Bm]feet [Bm]
Every [A]trick they tried , one man cried,
“This [D]log jam's [A]got us [Bm]beat!” [Bm]
{c:Refrain:}
{soc}
But [D]Sandy Gray was [Bm]not afraid
And he [D]let out a mighty [Bm]yell
[A]“I'll be damned, we'll break this jam,
Or it's [D]breakfast [A]in [Bm]hell, boys, [D]break-[A]fast in [Bm]hell” [Bm]
{eoc}
Now every [Bm]one of the men did the [D]work of ten
And [A]Sandy scrambled up to the [Bm]top
He's [Bm]working like a dog heaving [D]30 foot logs
And it [A]looked like he'd never [Bm]stop
And they [D]struggled on these [A]men so strong
‘Til the [D]jam be-[A]gan to [Bm]sway [Bm]
Then they [A]dove for cover to the banks of the river
All ex-[D]cept for [A]Sandy [Bm]Gray [Bm]
Now with [Bm]thoughts of death they [D]held their breath
As they [A]saw their friend go [Bm]down
[Bm]They all knew in a [D]second or two
He'd be [A]crushed or frozen or [Bm]drowned
They [D]saw him fall, they [A]heard him call,
Just [D]once, [A]then it was [Bm]over [Bm]
Young [A]Sandy Gray gave his life that day
Near the [D]mouth of the [A]Musquash [Bm]River [Bm]
{c:Refrain:}
{soc}
But [D]Sandy Gray was [Bm]not afraid
And he [D]let out a mighty [Bm]yell
[A]“I'll be damned, we'll break this jam,
Or it's [D]breakfast [A]in [Bm]hell, boys, [D]break-[A]fast in [Bm]hell” [Bm]
{eoc}
East of [Bm]Giant's Tomb there's [D]plenty of room,
There’s no [A]fences and no [Bm]walls
And if you [Bm]listen close [D]you'll hear a ghost
[A]Down by Sandy Gray [Bm]Falls
Through the [D]tops of the trees you'll [A]hear in the breeze
The [D]echoes of a [A]mighty [Bm]yell [Bm] [Bm] [Bm]
[A]“I'll be damned, we'll break this jam or it's [D]breakfast [A]in [Bm]hell!” [Bm]
And [D]Sandy Gray lives [Bm]on today
In the [D]echoes of a mighty [Bm]yell
[A]“I'll be damned, we'll break this jam, or it's [D]breakfast [A]in [Bm]hell, boys
[D]Break-[A]fast in [Bm]hell!” [Bm]↓
{t:Breakfast In Hell}
