CHOP CHOP

If you go down to the woods today
You won't believe your eyes
There's an old log cabin on the Creekway River
Underneath the rolling skies
A man called Woodrow all alone
You can hear the woodchopper's cry
He swings his axe all day
And chops the trees away

Chop chop chop you can hear him sing
Chop chop chop as his axe he swings
Chop chop chop through the woods it rings
Timber Timber

Chop chop chop give it all you can
Chop chop chop sang the woodchop man
Chop chop chop through the woods it rang
Timber Timber

The bright sun shines through the towering pines
You can hear the woodman's call
To the raging rapids of the Creekway River you can see the pine trees fall
When the sun goes down, you can hear the sound that echoes Woodrow's call
He puts his axe away, until another day

Chop chop chop you can hear him sing
Chop chop chop as his axe he swings
Chop chop chop through the woods it rings
Timber Timber

Chop chop chop give it all you can
Chop chop chop sang the woodchop man
Chop chop chop through the woods it rang
Timber Timber

Chop chop chop you can hear him sing
Chop chop chop as his axe he swings
Chop chop chop through the woods it rings
Timber Timber

Chop chop chop give it all you can
Chop chop chop sang the woodchop man
Chop chop chop through the woods it rang
Timber Timber

Chop chop chop you can hear him sing
Chop chop chop as his axe he swings
Chop chop chop through the woods it rings
Timber Timber

Chop chop chop give it all you can
Chop chop chop sang the woodchop man
Chop chop chop through the woods it rang
Timber Timber