I want wood burls from sequoias,
Love tree trunks from American yews.
I take wood burls, carve 'em like Elvis
And horse heads, and my toy friends, too.

It's a long way up shinnyin' red cedar.
I can pee way down to my backyard.
Got a bad hold on a limb that's not limber,
Now can't grab hold--it's breakin' apart.

Now that's me, me fallin'
From a tree, me fallin'.

I'd scampered higher, so I'd see the valley
And wrest out a splendid burl so hard.
But now I feel just like that Bart Simpson's dad--"D'oh!"
Land on wood pile and bones are broken parts.

Now that's me, me fallin'
From a tree, me fallin'.

I didn't glide down when I was fallin',
It was like I was dropped from the sky
Gonna tree-fell when screws are stuck in.
Cedar tree will be a woodpile.

See that tree, tree fallin'.
Soon I'll be tree maulin'.