Luyện nghe bài hát (The) Timber Man

Many, years ago
When this was young
A lot of our country was
By big tall trees

And men had to have the
To make wood, to houses
Make furniture with, to make
Even to make paper

So as and more people came
More was needed
So more and more
cut down

And the man that lived in the
And cut the trees
Was called the man

Well, my is green and dark and dumb
My home is in the camp
All week I cut the mighty trees
Saturday I get to do as I

I the man more than his hire
And he'll know it if I tire
Show me the toughest around
The Timber man will bring it

Swing it hard, cut it
No halfway or
when the axe is in my hand
Make way for the man

Yeah, he was a big tough man usually
That man that lived in that forest
And cut down those big

Well, say there's sawdust in my brain
And don't get out in the rain
I got stump in my blood
The sweat from my brow the ground to mud

When the men know how to fell a tree
The one come and ask is me
I'll my spot and I'll take my stand
The tree's gonna fall for the man

Swing it hard, cut it
No or in-between
Move when the axe is in my
Make way for the man

And when they're cuttin' on a
And it's about ready to fall
The man yells out timber,