Breakfast In Hell Lyrics

In the melting snows of Ontario where the wind'll make

you shiver

'Twas the month of May up in Georgian Bay near the

mouth of the Musquash River

Where the bears prowl and the coyotes howl and you can

hear the osprey scream

Back in '99 we were cutting pine and sending it down

the stream



Young Sandy Gray came to Go Home Bay all the way from

P.E.I.

Where the weather's rough and it makes you tough, no

man's afraid to die

Sandy came a smilin', thirty thousand islands was the

place to claim his glory

Now Sandy's gone but his name lives on - this is

Sandy's story



Young Sandy Gray lives on today in the echoes of a

mighty yell

Listen close and you'll hear a ghost in this story that

I tell, boys

This story that I tell



Now Sandy Gray was boss of the men who'd toss the trees

onto the shore

They'd come and go 'til they'd built a floe 100,000

logs or more

And he'd ride 'em down toward Severn Sound to cut 'em

'up in the mills for timber

And ships would haul spring summer and fall 'til the

ice came in December



One Sabbath Day big Sandy Gray came into camp with a

peavey on his shoulder

With a thundercrack he dropped his axe and the room got

a little bit colder

Said "Come on all you, we got work to do - we gotta

give 'er all we can give 'er

There's a jam of logs at the little jog near the mouth

of the Musquash River"



With no time to pray on the Lord's day, they were

hoping for God's forgiveness

But the jam was high in a troubled sky and they set out

about their business

They poked with poles and ran with the rolls and tried

to stay on their feet

Every trick they tried, one man cried "This log jam's

got us beat!"



But Sandy Gray was not afraid and he let out a mighty

yell.

"I'll be damned, we'll break this jam, or it's

breakfast in Hell, boys

Breakfast in Hell!"



Now every one of the men did the work of ten and Sandy

scrambled up to the top

He was working like a dog heaving 30 foot logs and it

looked like he'd never stop

They struggled on, these men so strong, 'til the jam

began to sway

Then they dove for cover to the banks of the river, all

except for Sandy Gray



Now with thoughts of death they held their breath as

they saw their friend go down

They all knew in a second or two he'd be crushed or

frozen or drowned

They saw him fall and they heard him call, just once

and then it was over

Young Sandy Gray gave his life that day near the mouth

of the Musquash River



But Sandy Gray was not afraid and he let out a mighty

yell

"I'll be damned, we'll break this jam, or it's

breakfast in Hell, boys

Breakfast in Hell!"



East of Giant's Tomb there's plenty of room, there's no

fences and no walls

And if you listen close you'll hear a ghost down by

Sandy Gray Falls

Through the tops of the trees you'll hear in the breeze

the echoes of a mighty yell

"I'll be damned, we'll break this jam, or it's

breakfast in Hell"



But Sandy Gray was not afraid and he let out a mighty

yell

"I'll be damned, we'll break this jam, or it's

breakfast in Hell, boys

Breakfast in hell!"