No More Sawmill Blues

Lyrics

[Verse] For forty long years, he toiled in the mill, Mornings so early, the world stood still. 'Neath the shadowed pines, the saw's shrill cry, Old Man Mark, never questioned why. [Verse 2] Fingers worn to the bone, but his back held strong, With a never-ending hum, he'd work all day long. Each log he'd cut was more time he'd lose, Now he's walkin' free, no more sawmill blues. [Chorus] No more bosses, no more fights, No more cussin' in the neon lights. Gonna sit by the porch, watch the world roll by, Old Man Mark’s got a tear in his eye. [Verse 3] Asshole Dan Marine and all his cruel talk, Mark's had enough, he's taken a walk. Never gonna miss that sawdust haze, He's got freedom in his soul and a heart full of praise. [Bridge] Years pass by like sawdust in the breeze, Now he feels a clarity that puts him at ease. Goodbye Sawmill, with your loud machines, Hello to the quiet, where the grass is green. [Verse 4] He’s got a rocking chair, it's worn and wide, Gonna sit on the porch, watch the sun collide. With a fishing rod and a country tune, Old Man Mark’s found a softer June.