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  • Many, many years ago
    When this land was young
    A lot of our country was covered
    By big tall beautiful trees
    And men had to have the trees
    To make wood, to build houses
    Make furniture with, to make boats
    Even to make paper with
    So as more and more people came
    More wood was needed
    So more and more trees
    Were cut down
    And the man that lived in the forest
    And cut down the trees
    Was called the
    Timber man
    Well, my world is green and dark and dumb
    My home is in the loggin' camp
    All week I cut down the mighty trees
    Saturday I get to do as
    I pleaseI give the man more than his hire
    And he'll never know it if
    I tireShow me the toughest tree around
    The Timber man will bring it down
    Swing it hard, cut it clean
    No halfway or in-between
    Move when the axe is in my hand
    Make way for the
    Timber man
    Yeah, he was a mighty big tough man usually
    That Timber man that lived in that forest
    And cut down those big trees
    Well, they say there's sawdust in my brain
    And don't get caught out in the rain
    I got stump water in my blood
    The sweat from my brow turns the ground to mud
    When the men don't know how to fell a tree
    The one they'll come and ask is me
    I'll mark my spot and
    I'll take my stand
    The tree's gonna fall for the
    Timber man
    Swing it hard, cut it clean
    No halfway or in-between
    Move when the axe is in my hand
    Make way for the
    Timber man
    And when they're cuttin' on a tree
    And it's just about ready to fall
    The man yells out timber, timber
  • Many, many years ago
    When this land was young
    A lot of our country was covered
    By big tall beautiful trees
    And men had to have the trees
    To make wood, to build houses
    Make furniture with, to make boats
    Even to make paper with
    So as more and more people came
    More wood was needed
    So more and more trees
    Were cut down
    And the man that lived in the forest
    And cut down the trees
    Was called the
    Timber man
    Well, my world is green and dark and dumb
    My home is in the loggin' camp
    All week I cut down the mighty trees
    Saturday I get to do as
    I pleaseI give the man more than his hire
    And he'll never know it if
    I tireShow me the toughest tree around
    The Timber man will bring it down
    Swing it hard, cut it clean
    No halfway or in-between
    Move when the axe is in my hand
    Make way for the
    Timber man
    Yeah, he was a mighty big tough man usually
    That Timber man that lived in that forest
    And cut down those big trees
    Well, they say there's sawdust in my brain
    And don't get caught out in the rain
    I got stump water in my blood
    The sweat from my brow turns the ground to mud
    When the men don't know how to fell a tree
    The one they'll come and ask is me
    I'll mark my spot and
    I'll take my stand
    The tree's gonna fall for the
    Timber man
    Swing it hard, cut it clean
    No halfway or in-between
    Move when the axe is in my hand
    Make way for the
    Timber man
    And when they're cuttin' on a tree
    And it's just about ready to fall
    The man yells out timber, timber