When the lumberman comes down
Every pocket bears a crown
And he wanders some pretty girl to find
If she is not too sly
With her dark and rolling eye
The lumberman is pleased to his mind
The lumberman is pleased to his mind
Then the landlady comes in
She is dressed so neat and trim
And she looks just like an evening star
She is ready to wait on him
If she finds him in good trim
Chalk him down for two to one at the bar
Chalk him down for two to one at the bar
Then the lumberman goes on
Till his money's spent and gone
And the landlady begins to frown
With her dark and rolling eye
This will always be her cry
Lumberman it is time you were gone
Lumberman it is time you were gone
She gives him to understand
There's a boat to be a manned
And away up the river he must go
With good liquor and a song
Its go hitch your horses on
Bid adieu to the girls of St John
Bid adieu to the girls of St John
Then to the woods he'll go
With his heart so full of woe
And he wanders from tree after tree
Till six months have come and past
He forgets it all at last
It is time that I should have another spree
It is time I should have another spree
