C F G C Tabacca-chewingest and the funkiest and the, the best woodchopper of all of 'em. [Verse 1]C F Well he rode through the woods on a big blue oxG C He had fists as hard as choppin' blocksC F Five hundred pounds and nine feet tallG C That's Paul [Verse 2]C F Talk about working, when he swings his axG C you could hear it ring for a mile and halfC F And he'd yell timber and down she'd fallG C for Paul [Verse 3]C F Talk about drinkin' that man's so meanG C that he'd never drink nothin' but keroseneC F A five gallon can is a little bit smallG C for Paul [Verse 4]C F Talk about women that man's so lusty,G C needs a woman ever hour just to keep from gettin' rustyC F Young ones run and the old ones crawlG C to Paul [Verse 5]C F Talk about tough well he once had a fightG C with a thunderstorm on a cold dark nightC F I ain't sayin' who won but it don't storm at allG C A7 D round here thanks to Paul [Verse 6]D G He was ninety years old when he said with a sighA D said I think I'm gonna lay right down and dieD G Cause sunshine and sorrow I've seen it allA D says Paul [Verse 7]D G Says there ain't no man alive can kill me,A D ain't no woman left can thrill meD G And I think a heaven just might be a ballA D says Paul [Bridge]D G A D So he died and we cried [Verse 8]D G It took eighteen men just to bust the ground,A D took three or four more just to lower him downD G Then we covered him up and we figured that was allA D for Paul [Verse 9]D G But late one night the trees started shakingA D and the dogs started barking and the earth started quakingD G And out of the ground with a hi y'allA D came Paul [Verse 10]D G Well he shook the dirt from off his clothes,A D he scratched his ass and wiped his noseD G You know being dead wasn't no fun at allA D says Paul [Verse 11]D G He said now up in heaven they got harps on their knees,A D they got clouds and wings but they got no treesD G I don't think that's much of a heaven at allA D says Paul [Verse 12]D G So he jumps on his ox with a fare thee well,A D he said I'll find out if they got trees in hellD G He rode away that was allA D we ever seen of Paul [Verse 13]D G But the next time you hear a timber yellA D that sounds like it's comin' from the pits of hellD G Then a boomin' laugh and a ghostly wail likeA D somebody choppin' on the devil's tailD G Then a shout and a call, a crash and a fall A N.C. That ain't no mortal man at all that's just Paul
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