In the melting snows of Where the wind'll make you It was the of May up in Georgian Bay the mouth of the Musquash River
Where the prowl and the coyotes howl And you can hear the scream Back in '99 we were pine And sending it the stream
Young Sandy Gray to Go Home Bay All the way P.E.I. Where the weather's rough and it you tough No afraid to die
Sandy came a smilin', Thirty Thousand Was the place to his glory Now Sandy's gone but his lives on This is story
Young Gray lives on today In the of a mighty yell Listen and you'll hear a ghost In this that I tell, boys This story I tell
Now Sandy Gray was of the men who'd toss The trees onto the come and go till they'd built a floe 100,000 or more
And he'd ride 'em down toward Sound To cut 'em up in the for timber And the ships would haul spring summer and Till the ice in December
One Day big Sandy Gray Came into camp a Peavey on his shoulder With a thunder crack he his axe And the got a little bit colder
Said, "Come on all you, we got to do We gotta 'er all we can give 'er There's a jam of at the little jog the mouth of the Musquash River"
With no to pray on the Lord's day They were for God's forgiveness But the jam was in a troubled sky And they set out about their
They poked with poles and ran with the And tried to on their feet Every they tried, one man cried logjam's got us beat!"
But Sandy was not afraid And he let out a yell "I'll be damned, we'll break jam Or breakfast in hell, boys in hell!"
Now one of the men did the work of ten And scrambled up to the top He is working a dog heaving 30 foot logs And it looked like he'd stop
struggled on, these men so strong Till the jam began to Then they dove for cover to the banks of the All except for Gray
Now thoughts of death they held their breath As they saw friend go down They all knew in a or two He'd be crushed or or drowned
They saw him fall and heard him call Just once and it was over Sandy Gray gave his life that day Near the mouth of the River
But Gray was not afraid And he let out a yell "I'll be damned, we'll break jam Or it's breakfast in hell, in hell!"
East of Giant's Tomb plenty of room There's no and no walls And if you listen you'll hear a ghost by Sandy Gray Falls
Through the tops of the trees you'll hear in the The of a mighty yell "I'll be damned, we'll break jam Or breakfast in hell"
And Sandy Gray on today And he let out a yell "I'll be damned, we'll break jam Or breakfast in hell, boys in hell!"