[Verse 1] I lived on a farm out in Iowa I pulled the corn and I worked in the hay Got trapped by a girl but I wiggled free Heard the Oregon timber calling me [Chorus] Will you tell me something Mr. Lumberjack? Is it one for forward and three for back? Is it two for stop or four for go? Boy ask a whistle punk I don’t know [Verse 2] Well I learned this fact from a logger named Ray You don’t cut timber on a windy day Stay out of the woods when the moisture’s low Or you ain’t gonna live to collect your dough [Chorus] Will you tell me something Mr. Lumberjack? Is it one for forward and three for back? Is it two for stop or four for go? Boy ask a whistle punk I don’t know [Verse 3] Well you work in the woods from morning to night You laugh and sing and you cuss and fight On Saturday night you go to Eugene And on a Sunday morning your pockets are clean [Chorus] Will you tell me something Mr. Lumberjack? Is it one for forward and three for back? Is it two for stop or four for go? Boy ask a whistle punk I don’t know