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 this load

Timber, timber
Oh, the timber gotta roll
Oh, the timber gotta roll

Now, my old Jerry is an Arkansas mule
He been everywhere, and he ain't no fool
He weigh nine hundred twenty-two
Done everything a damn mule can do

Timber, timber
Oh, the timber gotta roll
Oh, the timber gotta roll

Now, Jerry's old shoulder stands nine feet tall
He pulled more lumber than a freight can haul
But when it gets heavy, Jerry gets sore
Pull so much he wouldn't pull no more

Timber, timber
Oh, the timber gotta roll
Oh, the timber gotta roll

Boss hitched Jerry and he made him jump
Jerry run and kicked that boss in the rump
Now, my old Jerry is a good old mule
If I was in me, I woulda killed that fool

Timber, timber
Oh, the timber gotta roll
Oh, the timber gotta roll

Boss tried to shoot old Jerry in the head
Jerry ducked the bullet, stomped that boss man dead
Stomped that boss 'til he wasn't clean
He shoulda killed him 'cause he's so damn mean

Timber, timber
Oh, the timber gotta roll
Oh, the timber gotta roll

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 this load

Timber, timber
Oh, the timber gotta roll
Oh, the timber gotta roll