(Intro) (Under the bright sun, with an axe in hand) In the heart of the forest, where the tall trees stand, A woodcutting hero, oh the sight's so grand! With a swing and a strike, he creates quite the mess, Chopping wood like a whirlwind, what a job, I confess! (Verse 1) Yodel-eh-hee-hoo, watch those splinters fly, Swinging through the timber, oh my, oh my! He's got logs a’rolling, like they’re dancing on the ground, Every chop and every yodel, echoes all around! (Pre-Chorus) (He yodels with glee as the bugs buzz by) With a thwack and a crack, those branches comply, The squirrels all scatter; they're just so shy! (But they gossip behind trees—“Is he on a calorie high?”) (Chorus) Yodel-eh-heeee-hoo, wood chips in the air, Chopping with rhythm, without a single care. Logs pile up higher, swirling all around, In this whirlwind of timber, oh joy to be found! (Verse 2) Yodel-eh-hee-hoo, oh the muscles straining, His t-shirt’s all soaked, but he’s still remaining. He stops for a moment, wipes sweat from his brow, (Singing, “I should've brought a water bottle, wow!”) (Pre-Chorus) With a grunt and a laugh, he gives it a whirl, Chopping wood like a pro, giving it a twirl. (“Who needs a gym?” he chuckles, feeling spry) “Just give me a tree and a piece of the sky!” (Chorus) Yodel-eh-heeee-hoo, the echoes fill the glen, In a dance with the logs, it’s a joy again. The forest is buzzing, with his jolly refrain, As he yodels and chops, lost in his wood train. (Outro) So if you’re in the woods, and you hear a sweet song, It’s the woodchopper yodeling, where the trees stand strong. Remember his laughter, as the whirlwind spins, Chopping wood, yodeling—where the adventure begins! (And if you see him, bring him a snack; he might just share his chips and yodel back!) (Outro) Yodel-eh-hee-hoo! Doodle-eh-dah-dah! Zip-a-dee-doo-dah! Bing-bong-boo! Hippity-hop-hooray! Tra-la-la-lee! Woop-whoop-whee! Yodel-eh-hee-hoo! (Ending) Yodel-eh-hee-hoo!
