I lived on a farm out in Iowa   I pulled the corn and I worked in the hay   Got trapped by a girl but I wiggled free   Heard the Oregon timber callin' me      Will you tell me somethin' Mr lumberjack   Is it one for forward and three for back   Is it two for stop or four for go?   Boy ask a whistle punk I don't know      Well I learned this fact from a logger named Ray   You don't cut timber on a windy day   Stay out of the woods when the moisture's low   Or you ain't gonna live to collect your doe      Will you tell me somethin' Mr lumberjack   Is it one for forward and three for back   Is it two for stop or four for go?   Boy ask a whistle punk I don't know      Well you work in the woods from morning till night   You laugh and sing and you cuss and fight   On Saturday night you go to Eugene's   And on a Sunday morning your pockets are clean      Will you tell me somethin' Mr lumberjack   Is it one for forward and three for back   Is it two for stop or four for go?   Boy ask a whistle punk I don't know