文本歌词

Woodman, Spare That Tree - Phil Harris
There is a tree grows near our house
It's been there quite some time
Now the tree is a slippery elm tree
And awful hard to climb
But when my wife gets after me
In that tree I always roost
Why I can go right up it just like a healthy squirrel
I don't never need no boost
But the other day a woodman came round
To chop my refuge down
Kept mumbling something about wanting to split it into kindling wood
And then spreading it round the town
I said to him I said look here my friend
Hold on desist whoa stop
Put down that forest razor
Chop not a single chop
Woodman woodman spare that tree
Touch not a single bough
Three years it has protected me
And I'll protect it now
Go chop an oak get a birch or pine
But save old slippery there that's mine
That's the onliest tree my wife can't climb
Mister woodman spare it for me
I said to him I said woodie can you see that hole
Way up near that old tree top
I've got five dollars in soft money up
And it's yours if you refuse to chop
Now no one can climb that tree but me
Because really friend it's too slippery
Fact of the matter is I can't get up there very well myself
Unless my wife is after me
Now I'm going to go home and get my wife
And proceed to call her a very naughty word
And all you do is stand by
While I do that imitation of a bird
Now you ain't gonna know just where I go
At least while my wife's around
But the only thing I'm gonna ask you mister woodie
Is if you don't see me here on the ground
Woodman you spare that tree
Touch not a single bough
Because I'm gonna drop all five down to thee
The one I promised thou
Hoh but you must make that axe behave
Because old slippery there just must be saved
That's the borderline twixt me and the grave
Mister woodman spare it
Spare that tree
For me