Chorus: He's a lumberjack and he's okay,
He sleeps all night and he works all day.

I cut down trees, I eat my lunch,
I go to the lavatory,
On Wednesdays I go shopping,
And have buttered scones for tea.

Chorus: He cuts down trees, he eats his lunch,
He goes to the lavatory,
On Wednesdays he goes shopping,
Has buttered scones for tea.
He's a lumberjack and he's okay,
He sleeps all night and he works all day.

I cut down trees, I skip and jump,
I like to press wild flowers,
I put on womens' clothing,
And hang around in bars.

Chorus: He cuts down trees, he skips and jumps,
He likes to press wild flowers,
He puts on womens' clothing,
And hangs around in bars?
He's a lumberjack and he's okay,
He sleeps all night and he works all day.

I cut down trees, I wear high heels,
Suspendies and a bra,
I wish I'd been a girlie,
Just like my dear Pappa.

Chorus: He cuts down trees, he wears high heels?
Suspendies . . . and a bra?

. . . He's a lumberjack and he's okay,
He sleeps all night and he works all day.

. . . He's a lumberjack and he's okay,
He sleeps all night and he works all day.