text: Im gonna pull this timber fore the sun go down
  Get it cross the river fore the bars come down
  Drag it on down that dusty road
  Come on Jerry, lets dump this load
  I said Timber, ho!, timber, whoa this timbers gotta roll
  I said Timber, ho!, timber, whoa this timbers gotta roll
  My old Jerry was an Arkansas mule
  Been everywhere and he aint no fool
  Weighed nine hundred and twenty-two
  Done everything a poor mule can do
  Jerrys shoulders stood six foot tall
  Pulled more timber than a freight could haul
  Workin heavy old Jerry got sore
  Pulled so much he couldnt pull no more
  The boss said Jerry and it made him jump
  Jerry ran and kicked the boss on the rump
  My old Jerry was a cool mule
  Had it been me I woulda killed that fool
  Boss tried to shoot old Jerry in the head
  Jerry took that bullet and he stomped him dead
  Stomped that boss til he heard him scream
  Sure dont care he was so damn mean