Woodman, Spare That Tree Phil Harris

(1st verse:)
A great big tree grows near our house

It's been there quite some time

This tree's a slipp'ry elm tree and very hard to climb

But when my wife starts after me, up in that tree I roost

I go up like a healthy squirrel and never need no boost

The other day a woodman came to chop the refuge down

And carve it into kindling wood, to peddle 'round the town

I says to him, "I pray thee cease, desist, refrain and stop

Lay down that razor, man, chop not a single chop"

(chorus:)
Woodman, woodman, spare that tree

Touch not a single bough

For years it has protected me