There are just some days when I think to myself, “Damn, I could sure love to hear me some tunes of lumberjacks sitting on a tree stump eating johnnycake, and songs of Klondike gold miners, preferably with off-key background vocals and really odd scat singing.” So you can imagine my joy in discovering the 70s country album Mr. Lumberjack by Hal Willis, chock full of music that never quite captured the public’s attention as trucking songs did.
Bonus: much of the lumberjack lingo sounds like scatological euphemisms, if you have the sense of humor of a pre-pubescent (as I do).
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