Jam On Gerry's Rock/Willie's

Now come all of you bold shanty boys
 And listen while I relate
 The story of a river man
 And his untimely fate
 The story of a river man
 Who's heart was true and brave
 It was at the jam on Gary's Rock that he met his watery grave
 It was on a Sunday morning
 As you shall quickly hear
 The logs were piled up mountains high
 We could not keep them clear
 Our foreman said come on brave lads
 With hearts devoid of fear
 And we'll break the jam on Gary's Rock and for Adam's Town we'll turn
 They had not rolled off many
 When they heard his clear voice say
 I'll have you be on your guards
 Boys for the jam will soon give way
 These words were scarcely spoken
 When the jam did break and go
 And it carried away those six brave lads with their foreman young Monroe
 They pulled him from his watery grave
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 Brushed back his raven hair
 There's one fair form among them
 Who's wails did ring the air
 There's one fair form among them
 A girl from Logan's Town
 Who's wonton cries rang to the skies for her true love that got drowned
 They buried him with sorrow deep
 It was on the month of May
 Come all of you bold shanty boys
 And for your comrade pray
 They buried him with sorrow deep
 It was where the hemlock grow
 With the day and date of that sad fate of that shanty boy Monroe