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Chinn/Chapman |
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If you walk down through the woods today |
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You won't believe your eyes |
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There's an old log cabin on the |
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Greatway River |
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Underneath the rolling skies |
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A man called |
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Woodrow all alone |
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You can hear the woodchop's cry |
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He swings his axe all day and chops the trees away |
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Chop chop chop you can hear him singing |
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Chop chop chop, as his axe is swinging |
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Chop chop chop through the woods it's ringing |
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Timber! Timber! |
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Chop chop chop, give it all you can |
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Chop chop chop sang the woodchop man |
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Chop chop chop through the woods it rang |
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Timber! Timber! |
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It's a bright light shines through the towering pines |
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You can hear the woodman's call |
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Through the raging rapids of the |
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Greatway River |
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You can see the pine trees fall |
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As the sun goes down you can hear the sound |
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That echoes |
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Woodrow's call |
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He puts his axe away until another day |
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Chop chop chop you can hear him singing |
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Chop chop chop, as his axe is swinging |
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Chop chop chop through the woods it's ringing |
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Timber! Timber! |
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Chop chop chop, give it all you can |
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Chop chop chop sang the woodchop man |
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Chop chop chop through the woods it rang |
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Timber! Timber! |
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Timber! Timber! |
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Chop chop chop you can hear him singing |
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Chop chop chop, as his axe is swinging |
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Chop chop chop through the woods it's ringing |
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Timber! Timber! |
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Chop chop chop, give it all you can |
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Chop chop chop sang the woodchop man |
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Chop chop chop through the woods it rang |
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Timber! Timber!... |
