Fred Neil - Big Red

Timber
Timber
I woke up, early one morning
Pain stabbing me in my side
Some puny men in jack boots (in jack boots)
Was a-clingin’ to my hide
Well I wasn’t glad to see ‘em
‘Cause they’ll never be my friend
Well, they stood there, with-a twin axe
They was gonna do me in (gonna do me in)
(Gonna do me in)
Well I fought with every cunning trick

That I could scheme and plan
Suddenly three winners
Received a telegram
Well the word they got was terse love/Lord
And they didn’t state the fact
Well I let ‘em climb up ninety feet
Shook ‘em loose, and broke their backs
Big Red they call me
Three hundred tons of wood
Timber – I’m fallin’
I’m going down for good
I was born on this mountain (oohh)
About thousand years ago, well lord (oohh)
Big Red they call me (ohh)
Well I thought you ought to know
(Big Red)
(Big Red)
Well I cried out, to Mother Nature (Big Red)
To plead my case with them
Lord, I trembled in my agony
My time was growing slim
Well, she did just what I asked her
Because she loved me so
And then the thunder brought me bad news
He said, Red you gotta go
Aha – ahuh
Aha – ahuh
Aha – ahuh
Aha – ahuh
Well I stared down from two-hundred more (aha – ahuh)
A-winkin’ and a-blinkin’ feet (aha – ahuh)
Had them puny men in jack boots (aha – ahuh)
Gonna make me boil some meat (aha – ahuh)
Well I prayed from dawn till breakfast (aha – ahuh)
To that pack of human brutes (aha – ahuh)
They just cut me down, Lord (aha – ahuh)
And left me just my roots
Big Red they call me
Three hundred tons of wood
Timber – I’m fallin’
I’m going down for good
I was born on this mountain
About thousand years ago
Well Lord, Big Red they call me
And now, I gotta go
Big Red
Big Red
Timber
Timber
Timber
Timber