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