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Use A− / A+ to adjust text sizeLumberjack
I lived on a farm out in Iowa I pulled the corn and I worked in the hayGot trapped by a girl but I wiggled free heard the Oregon timber callin' meWill you tell me somethin' Mr Lumberjack is it one for forward and three for backIs it two for stop or four for go boy ask a whistle punk I don't knowWell I learned this fact from a logger named Ray you don't cut timber on a windy dayStay out of the woods when the moisture's lowOr you ain't gonna live to collect your doeWill you tell me somethin'...Well you work in the woods from morning till nightYou laugh and sing and you cuss and fightOn Saturday night you go to Eugene's and on a Sunday morning your pockets are cleanWill you tell me somethin'...
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