I'm gonna pull this timber `fore the sun go down
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Get it `cross the river `fore the bars come down
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Drag it on down that dusty road
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Come on Jerry, let's dump this load
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I said "Timber, ho!", timber, woah this timber's gotta roll
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I said "Timber, ho!", timber, woah this timber's gotta roll
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My old Jerry was an Arkansas mule
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Been everywhere and he ain't no fool
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Weighed nine hundred and twenty-two
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Done everything a poor mule can do
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(chorus)
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Jerry's shoulders stood six foot tall
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Pulled more timber than a freight could haul
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Workin' heavy old Jerry got sore
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Pulled so much he couldn't pull no more
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(chorus)
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The boss said "Jerry" and it made him jump
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Jerry ran and kicked the boss on the rump
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My old Jerry was a cool mule
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Had it been me I woulda killed that fool
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Boss tried to shoot old Jerry in the head
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Jerry took that bullet and he stomped him dead
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Stomped that boss til he heard him scream
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Sure don't care he was so damn mean
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(chorus 2x)
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Timber Ho!
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| Phish |
