#I'm a Lumberjack, and I'm OK,
I sleep all night, I work all day.
(He's a lumberjack, and he's OK
He sleeps all night, and he works all day.)
I cut down trees, I eat my lunch,
I go to the lavatory.
On Wednesdays I go shopping
And have buttered scones for tea.
(He cuts down trees, he eats his lunch,
He goes to the lavatory.
On Wednesdays he goes shopping
And has buttered scones for tea.
He's a lumberjack, ad he's OK
He sleeps al night, and he works all day.)
I cut down trees, I skip and jump,
I like to press wildflowers.
I put on women's clothing
And hang around in bars.
He cuts down trees, he skips and jumps,
He likes to press wildflowers.
He puts on women's clothing
And... hangs around in bars?
He's a lumberjack, and he's OK
He sleeps all night and he works all day.)
I cut down trees, I wear high heels
Suspenders and a bra.
I wish I'd been a girlie
Just like my dear mama.
(He cuts down trees, he wear high heels,
Suspenders and a... bra?!
[The backing singers, all those stereotypical Canadian guys, get up and storm off muttering insults at Michael Palin]
CONNIE BOOTH: Oh, Bevis! I though you were so rugged... *runs away crying*