Timber

You gotta haul that timber 'fore the sun goes down

Drag it cross the river 'fore the boss come around

You drag it on down that dusty road

Come on, Jerry, let's haul that load

Timber, timber

All that timber gotta roll

All that timber gotta roll

Now my old Jerry is an Arkansas mule

And he been everywhere and he ain't no fool

He weigh 922

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

When work gets a-heavy, Jerry gets 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 ol' mule

Had it been me, I would've killed that fool

Timber, timber

All that timber gotta roll

All that timber gotta roll

Boss tried to shoot ol' Jerry in the head

Jerry ducked the bullet, stomped that boss a-man a-dead

Stomped that boss till he wasn't clean

He should've killed him 'cause he's so damn mean

Timber, timber

All that timber gotta roll

All that timber gotta roll

You gotta haul that timber 'fore the sun goes down

Drag it cross the river 'fore the boss come around

And 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