The Lumberjack Song Songtext
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The Lumberjack Song Songtext
Well the weather for the whole area
Will continue much the same as the past few days
Temperatures 17 centigrade, that′s 49 fahrenheit
Winds will freshen tonight to South West, force 6 or 7
And there will be showers, sometimes heavy in many-
Oh sod it, I didn't wanna do this, I don′t wanna be a weather forecaster
I don't wanna rabbit on all day about sunny periods
And patches of rain spreading from the west
I wanted to be a lumberjack!
Leaping from tree to tree as they float down
The mighty rivers of British Columbia
The giant redwood, the larch, the fir, the mighty Scots pine!
The lowfty flowering cherry, the plucky little aspen
The limping Roo tree of Nigeria
The towering Wattle of Aldershot
The maidenhead weeping water plant
The naughty Leicestershire flashing oak
The flatulent Elm of West Ruislip
The Quercus Maximus Bamber Gascoigni
The Epigillus, the Barter Hughius Greenus
With my best buddy by my side
We'd sing, sing, sing
I′m a lumberjack, and I′m okay
I sleep all night and I work all day
He's a lumberjack, and he′s okay
He sleeps all night and he works all day
I cut down trees, I eat my lunch
I go to the lavatory
On Wednesdays I go shoppin'
And have buttered scones for tea
He cuts down trees, he eats his lunch
He goes to the lavatory
On Wednesdays he goes shoppin′
And has buttered scones for tea
I'm a lumberjack, and I′m okay
I sleep all night and I work all day
I cut down trees, I skip and jump
I like to press wild flowers
I put on women's clothing
And hang around in bars
He cuts down trees, he skips and jumps
He likes to press wild flowers
He puts on women's clothing
And hangs around in bars
I′m a lumberjack, and I′m okay
I sleep all night and I work all day
I cut down trees, I wear high heels
Suspendies, and a bra
I wish I'd been a girlie
Just like my dear Papa
He cuts down trees, he wears high heels
Suspendies, and a bra?!
He′s a lumberjack, and he's okay
He sleeps all night and he works all day
He′s a lumberjack, and he's okay
He sleeps all night and he works all day
Will continue much the same as the past few days
Temperatures 17 centigrade, that′s 49 fahrenheit
Winds will freshen tonight to South West, force 6 or 7
And there will be showers, sometimes heavy in many-
Oh sod it, I didn't wanna do this, I don′t wanna be a weather forecaster
I don't wanna rabbit on all day about sunny periods
And patches of rain spreading from the west
I wanted to be a lumberjack!
Leaping from tree to tree as they float down
The mighty rivers of British Columbia
The giant redwood, the larch, the fir, the mighty Scots pine!
The lowfty flowering cherry, the plucky little aspen
The limping Roo tree of Nigeria
The towering Wattle of Aldershot
The maidenhead weeping water plant
The naughty Leicestershire flashing oak
The flatulent Elm of West Ruislip
The Quercus Maximus Bamber Gascoigni
The Epigillus, the Barter Hughius Greenus
With my best buddy by my side
We'd sing, sing, sing
I′m a lumberjack, and I′m okay
I sleep all night and I work all day
He's a lumberjack, and he′s okay
He sleeps all night and he works all day
I cut down trees, I eat my lunch
I go to the lavatory
On Wednesdays I go shoppin'
And have buttered scones for tea
He cuts down trees, he eats his lunch
He goes to the lavatory
On Wednesdays he goes shoppin′
And has buttered scones for tea
I'm a lumberjack, and I′m okay
I sleep all night and I work all day
I cut down trees, I skip and jump
I like to press wild flowers
I put on women's clothing
And hang around in bars
He cuts down trees, he skips and jumps
He likes to press wild flowers
He puts on women's clothing
And hangs around in bars
I′m a lumberjack, and I′m okay
I sleep all night and I work all day
I cut down trees, I wear high heels
Suspendies, and a bra
I wish I'd been a girlie
Just like my dear Papa
He cuts down trees, he wears high heels
Suspendies, and a bra?!
He′s a lumberjack, and he's okay
He sleeps all night and he works all day
He′s a lumberjack, and he's okay
He sleeps all night and he works all day
Writer(s): Terry Jones, Michael Edward Palin, Fred Tomlinson Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
