Bill Morrissey Up On The C.p. Line Lyrics

[Verse 1]
I live up on the C.P. line
Everybody knows
Where the women smell of turpentine
And that's the way it goes
Where the working runs from hard to worse
Summer, spring and fall
For when Great Northern holds the purse
You get no pay at all

[Chorus]
Well, it's hard times up on the line, hard times
Hard times up on the C.P. line

[Verse 2]
Well, I took a wife named Daisy
Many years ago
Oh, Daisy went woods crazy
On the very last spring snow
Now she walks around without her clothes
Shе yodels through the day
I'd take hеr to the doctor
But I like her thataway

[Chorus]
Well, it's hard times up on the line, hard times
Hard times up on the C.P. line

[Verse 3]
I've got a .308 that'll drive a tack Listen to me sing
I spend my days in a timber shack
Waiting for the spring
And when I see them lights of Jackson
Shining to the south
I can almost feel the whiskey
Rolling around my mouth

[Chorus]
Well, it's hard times up on the line, hard times
Hard times up on the C.P. line

[Verse 4]
Yeah, way up on the C.P. line
Canadian Pacific
Ah, the women tell me I look fine
And their taste is terrific
So drink a little whiskey, boys
Drink a little beer
You can find your hard times anywhere
So we just stay right here

[Chorus]
Well, it's hard times up on the line, hard times
Hard times up on the C.P. line
Yeah, it's hard times up on the line, hard times
Hard times up on the C.P. line
Hard times