It was a time nearly forgotten… when nature had her way

With that God-awful hurricane of 1938.

When the winds tore though the forest… with a loud and thunderous sound

And left a million feet of tall standing timber in ruins on the ground.

With horses and with oxen they pulled those twisted logs

From every nook and cranny to the shores of Turkey Pond.

They built a mighty sawmill of iron, steel and wood

Bound and determined… to salvage what they could.

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The days were long and the work was hard.

Those men had sawdust in their blood.

They rolled the logs on to the big head saw.

Down at that mill at Turkey Pond…

Oh Lord… they sawed up a storm.

It was in the spring of ’42 the work came to a stop.

When every “able bodied” man went off to fight the war.

But thirteen “hardy” women volunteered to take their place.

They kept the sawdust flyin’… and history was made.

*CHORUS

Their will was strong, their spirit’s high.

Every heart was filled with pride.

They rolled the logs on to the big head saw.

Down at that mill at Turkey Pond

Those women… they sawed up a storm.

There were those who questioned if these gals had what it takes

To handle the workload of the men that they replaced

But the Laura Willys of the world were raised on the farm

Not afraid of any challenge…they would prove those doubters wrong!