文本歌词

Lumberjack - Willie Nelson
Written by：Leon Payne
I was born on a farm out in Iowa
I pulled the corn and I worked in the hay
Got trapped by a girl but she said wiggled free
Heard the timber Oregon callin' me
Ain't would you tell me somethin' Mr Lumberjack
Is it one for forward and three for back
Is it two for stop or four for go
Boy ask a whistle punk I don't know
I learned this fact from a logger named ray
You don't cut timber on a windy day
Stay out of the woods when the moisture's low
Or you ain't gonna live to collect your dough
Ain't want you tell me Mr Lumberjack
Is it one for forward and three for back
Is it two for stop or four for go
Boy ask a whistle punk I don't know
Well you work in the woods from morning 'til night
You laugh and sing and you cuss and fight
On Saturday night you go to eugene's
And on a Sunday morning your pockets are clean
Ain't want you tell me Mr Lumberjack
Is it one for forward and three for back
Is it two for stop or four for go
Boy ask a whistle punk I don't know
Well you work in the woods in the rain to sleep
The summer
You laugh and you die from here
And the night just tired he sleep your thoughts
And dreaming call bonnie and he big blue ops
Ain't want tell me Mr Lumberjack
Is it one for forward and three for back
Is it two for stop or four for go
Boy ask a whistle punk I don't know