Lumberjack - Mono Version
(And you talk about rough)
(You know a lot of places in the country claim Paul Bunyan lived there)
(But you should have seen Roseburg when me and my daddy come there)
(Every one of them loggers looked like Paul Bunyan to me)
(And I was a skinny kid about sixteen)
(And I was scared to death when we walked into that camp)
(None of the lumberjacks paid any attention to me at first)
(But when my pa told the boss that me and him wanted a job)
(A lot of 'em stopped their work to see what was gonna happen)
(That big boss walked around me looked me up and down and said)
(Mister, I believe that boy is made out of second growth timber)
(And I guess I was)
(Everybody but me and pa had a big laugh over it)
(Pa got kinda mad and the boss finally said he might start me out as a high climber)
(I didn't know what a high climber was, boy, I sure learned fast)
(That steel corded rope cut my back and that axe)
(I thought it was gonna break my arms off but I stuck with it)
(It wasn't long 'til I learned that a man's got to be a lot tougher than the timber he's cuttin')
(Finally I could swing that crosscut saw with the best of them)
I lived on a farm out in Iowa
I pulled the corn and I worked in the hay
Got trapped by a girl but I wiggled free
Heard the Oregon timber calling me
Will you tell me something, Mr. Lumberjack?
Is it one for forward and three for back?
Is it two for stop or four for go?
Boy, ask a whistle punk, I don't know
Well, I learned this fact from a logger named Ray
You don't cut timber on a windy day
Stay out of the woods when the moisture's low
Or you ain't gonna live to collect your dough
Will you tell me something, Mr. Lumberjack?
Is it one for forward and three for back?
Is it two for stop or four for go?
Boy, ask a whistle punk, I don't know
Well you work in the woods from morning to night
You laugh and sing and you cuss and fight
On saturday night you go to Eugene
And on a sunday morning, your pockets are clean
Will you tell me something, Mr. Lumberjack?
Is it one for forward and three for back?
Is it two for stop or four for go?
Boy, ask a whistle punk, I don't know.
(You know a lot of places in the country claim Paul Bunyan lived there)
(But you should have seen Roseburg when me and my daddy come there)
(Every one of them loggers looked like Paul Bunyan to me)
(And I was a skinny kid about sixteen)
(And I was scared to death when we walked into that camp)
(None of the lumberjacks paid any attention to me at first)
(But when my pa told the boss that me and him wanted a job)
(A lot of 'em stopped their work to see what was gonna happen)
(That big boss walked around me looked me up and down and said)
(Mister, I believe that boy is made out of second growth timber)
(And I guess I was)
(Everybody but me and pa had a big laugh over it)
(Pa got kinda mad and the boss finally said he might start me out as a high climber)
(I didn't know what a high climber was, boy, I sure learned fast)
(That steel corded rope cut my back and that axe)
(I thought it was gonna break my arms off but I stuck with it)
(It wasn't long 'til I learned that a man's got to be a lot tougher than the timber he's cuttin')
(Finally I could swing that crosscut saw with the best of them)
I lived on a farm out in Iowa
I pulled the corn and I worked in the hay
Got trapped by a girl but I wiggled free
Heard the Oregon timber calling me
Will you tell me something, Mr. Lumberjack?
Is it one for forward and three for back?
Is it two for stop or four for go?
Boy, ask a whistle punk, I don't know
Well, I learned this fact from a logger named Ray
You don't cut timber on a windy day
Stay out of the woods when the moisture's low
Or you ain't gonna live to collect your dough
Will you tell me something, Mr. Lumberjack?
Is it one for forward and three for back?
Is it two for stop or four for go?
Boy, ask a whistle punk, I don't know
Well you work in the woods from morning to night
You laugh and sing and you cuss and fight
On saturday night you go to Eugene
And on a sunday morning, your pockets are clean
Will you tell me something, Mr. Lumberjack?
Is it one for forward and three for back?
Is it two for stop or four for go?
Boy, ask a whistle punk, I don't know.
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Writer(s): Leon Payne
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