You gotta haul that timber before the sun goes down
Drag it across the river before the boss comes around
You drag it on down that dusty road
Come on Jerry let's haul this load

Timber, timber
All that timber gotta roll
All that timber gotta roll

Now my old Jerry is an Arkansas mule
He been everywhere and he ain't no fool
He weigh nine hundred and twenty two
Done everything a damn mule can do!

Timber, timber
All that timber gotta roll
All that timber gotta roll

Now Jerry's old shoulder stands a nine feet tall
He pull more lumber than a freight can a-haul
But the work gets heavy Jerry get sore
Pulls so much he wouldn't pull no more

Timber, timber
All that timber gotta roll
All that timber gotta roll
Boss hits Jerry and he made him jump
Jerry run and kick that boss in the rump
Now my old Jerry is a good ole mule
Had of been me I would have killed that fool

Timber, timber
All that timber gotta roll
All that timber gotta roll

Boss tried to shoot ole Jerry in the head
Jerry ducked the bullet, stomped that boss a man dead
Stomped that boss till he wasn't clean
He should have killed him because he's so damn mean

Timber, timber
All that timber gotta roll
All that timber gotta roll

You gotta haul that timber before the sun goes down
Drag it across the river before the boss comes around
Drag it on down that dusty road
Come on Jerry let's haul this load

Timber, timber
All that timber gotta roll
All that timber gotta roll