Timber

You gotta haul that timber before the sun goes down Drag it across the river before the boss comes around You drag it on down that dusty road Come on Jerry let's haul this load Timber, timber All that timber gotta roll All that timber gotta roll Now my old Jerry is an Arkansas mule He been everywhere and he ain't no fool He weigh nine hundred and twenty two Done everything a damn mule can do! Timber, timber All that timber gotta roll All that timber gotta roll Now Jerry's old shoulder stands a nine feet tall He pull more lumber than a freight can a-haul But the work gets heavy Jerry get sore Pulls so much he wouldn't pull no more Timber, timber All that timber gotta roll All that timber gotta roll Boss hits Jerry and he made him jump Jerry run and kick that boss in the rump Now my old Jerry is a good ole mule Had of been me I would have killed that fool Timber, timber All that timber gotta roll All that timber gotta roll Boss tried to shoot ole Jerry in the head Jerry ducked the bullet, stomped that boss a man dead Stomped that boss till he wasn't clean He should have killed him because he's so damn mean. Timber, timber All that timber gotta roll All that timber gotta roll You gotta haul that timber before the sun goes down Drag it across the river before the boss comes around Drag it on down that dusty road. Come on Jerry let's haul this load Timber, timber All that timber gotta roll All that timber gotta roll