| A |
| I was born in the backwoods |
Of a two-bit nowhere town
Fathered up some rock and roll baby
So you mothers could boogie down
| D |
| I ain’t whistling dixie |
| A |
| No I’m a rebel with a gro | ove |
| E |
| All ar | ound the world they go ‘round and ‘round |
| D | A |
| When they dig on my new stainless s | teel sound |
| A |
| I say I’m a l | umberjack now baby |
And I’m gonna cut you down to size
| D |
| I’m a l | umberjack now baby |
| A |
| And you’re the one, you’re the one that gets m | y prize |
| E |
| When you h | ear my motor running |
| D | A | D | A | E |
| You know I surely, I | surely be coppin’ a ri | se, | oh so we’ll | crank it up go down there too |
| A | A | D | A |
| E | D | A | D | A | E |
| | | → | → | → | |
| A |
| I’m a l | umberjack now baby |
| A |
| I’m a l | umberjack now baby |
| D |
| I’m a l | umberjack now baby |
| A |
| Oooh I’m a l | umberjack now baby |
| E |
| But I ain’t j | acked my lumber baby |
| A | A7/G | D/F# | Ebdim7 | E |
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