The Timber Man Songtext

The Timber Man Übersetzung
The Timber Man Well, my world is green and dark damp; My home is in the logging camp; All week I cut the mighty tree; Saturday I do as I damn well please! Give the man more than his hire; And he?ll never know it if I tire; Show me the toughest tree around; And the Timber Man will bring it down. Swing it hard! Cut it clean! No half way or in between! Move when the ax is in my hand! Make way for the Timber Man. They say there?s sawdust in my brain ?And don?t get caught out in the rain!? I got stump water in my blood, The sweat from the brow turns the ground to mud! When the men don?t know how to fell a tree, The one they?ll come and ask is me. I?ll mark my spot and I?ll take my stand And the trees gonna fall for the Timber Man. Swing it hard! Cut it clean! No half way or in between! Move when the ax is in my hand! Make way for the Timber Man.