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