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Verse 1:
I'm 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, let's dump this load
Chorus:
I said "Timber, ho!", timber, woah this timber's gotta roll
I said "Timber, ho!", timber, woah this timber's gotta roll
Verse 2: (alt. chords)
My old Jerry was an Arkansas mule
Been everywhere and he ain't no fool
Weighed nine hundred and twenty-two
Done everything a poor mule can do
(chorus)
Jerry's shoulders stood six foot tall
Pulled more timber than a freight could haul
Workin' heavy old Jerry got sore
Pulled so much he couldn't pull no more
(chorus)
The boss said "Jerry" and it made him jump
Jerry ran and kicked the boss's rump
My old Jerry was a cool mule
It been me I would kill that fool
Boss tried to shoot old Jerry's head
Jerry took the bullet and stomped him dead
Stomped the boss til he heard him scream
Sure don't care he was so damn mean
(chorus 2x)
| / slide up
| \ slide down
| h hammer-on
| p pull-off
| ~ vibrato
| + harmonic
| x Mute note
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