Put Another Log On The Fire

Put Another Log On The Fire
Waylon Jennings Lyrics

Now don't I let you wash the car on Sunday?
Don't I warn you when you're gettin fat?
Ain't I gonna take you fishin' with me someday?
Well, a man can't love a woman more than that
Ain't I always nice to your kid sister?
Don't I take her driving every night?
So, sit here at my feet 'cause I like you when you're sweet
And you know it ain't feminine to fight

So, put another log on the fire
Cook me up some bacon and some beans
Go out to the car and lift it up and change the tire
Wash my socks and sew my old blue jeans
Come on, baby, you can fill my pipe
And then go fetch my slippers
And boil me up another pot of tea

Then put another log on the fire, babe
And come and tell me why you're leaving me

The lyrics of Waylon Jennings' song, "Put Another Log On The Fire" are an unapologetic representation of the male entitlement that was prevalent in 1970s America. The song's narrator, who is male, demands that his partner fawn over him and cater to his every whim, from cooking him bacon and beans to fetching his slippers and boiling him tea. Meanwhile, the primary focus of the song is the singer's confusion as to why his partner is leaving him.

While the misogyny of the lyrics is undeniable, there is a hint of irony in the song as well. The singer's insistence that he is doing everything right, from warning his partner when she is "getting fat" to taking her sister driving every night, is undercut by the fact that his partner is leaving him. This suggests that, despite his efforts to control and manipulate his partner, he still cannot understand why she would want to leave him.

Ultimately, "Put Another Log On The Fire" is a powerful statement on the gender dynamics that were prevalent in the 1970s. The song's portrayal of a man who expects his partner to serve him and fulfill his every desire is a damning critique of the cultural norms that were in place at the time.

Put another log on the fire
I need you to keep the fire burning because it's cold in here

Cook me up some bacon and some beans
I'm hungry and want you to cook me something

And go out to the car and change the tire
My tire needs changing and I want you to do it

Wash my socks and sew my old blue jeans
I need clean socks and my jeans fixed

Come on, baby, you can fill my pipe
I want you to fill my pipe with tobacco

And then go fetch my slippers
I want my slippers brought to me

And boil me up another pot of tea
I want more tea to drink

Then put another log on the fire, babe
I need the fire to keep burning

And come and tell me why you're leaving me
I suspect you're leaving me, so please tell me why

Now don't I let you wash the car on Sunday?
I do nice things for you, like let you wash the car on Sundays

Don't I warn you when you're gettin fat?
I give you constructive criticism so that you don't get overweight

Ain't I gonna take you fishin' with me someday?
I have plans to take you fishing with me in the future

Well, a man can't love a woman more than that
I believe I have shown you that I love you

Ain't I always nice to your kid sister?
I treat your sister with kindness

Don't I take her driving every night?
I chauffeur your sister every night

So, sit here at my feet 'cause I like you when you're sweet
I want you to sit here next to me and be sweet to me

And you know it ain't feminine to fight
Fighting is not a feminine quality, so please don't do it

Go out to the car and lift it up and change the tire
I need you to change my tire by lifting up the car

Lyrics © O/B/O APRA AMCOS
Written by: Shel Silverstein

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