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Use A− / A+ to adjust text size(The) Timber Man
Many, many years agoWhen this land was youngA lot of our country was coveredBy big tall beautiful treesAnd men had to have the treesTo make wood, to build housesMake furniture with, to make boatsEven to make paper withSo as more and more people cameMore wood was neededSo more and more treesWere cut downAnd the man that lived in the forestAnd cut down the treesWas called the Timber manWell, my world is green and dark and dumbMy home is in the loggin' campAll week I cut down the mighty treesSaturday I get to do as I pleaseI give the man more than his hireAnd he'll never know it if I tireShow me the toughest tree aroundThe Timber man will bring it downSwing it hard, cut it cleanNo halfway or in-betweenMove when the axe is in my handMake way for the Timber manYeah, he was a mighty big tough man usuallyThat Timber man that lived in that forestAnd cut down those big treesWell, they say there's sawdust in my brainAnd don't get caught out in the rainI got stump water in my bloodThe sweat from my brow turns the ground to mudWhen the men don't know how to fell a treeThe one they'll come and ask is meI'll mark my spot and I'll take my standThe tree's gonna fall for the Timber manSwing it hard, cut it cleanNo halfway or in-betweenMove when the axe is in my handMake way for the Timber manAnd when they're cuttin' on a treeAnd it's just about ready to fallThe man yells out timber, timber
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