Paroles de I, Lumberjack

I'm a lumberjack and i work The winter's cold My house is one room With sawdust on the floor And the walls are everywhere covered With broken saws i collected through Years, see these are the hands of a happy man These are the hands of a happy man I'm a lumberjack and i wear Thick rubber boots Every saturday night i go into Town for a bottle or two of your Pure old wheat brew and when i'm good I leave and when i bump into your bear I kill it and remove you from his insides And your lover son ran away Your daughter is dead And your husband, suicide, You're mine You're mine You're mine.