Well, he rode through the woods on a big blue ox
He had fists as hard as chopping blocks
Five hundred pounds and nine feet tall
That's Paul
Talk about working when he swung his ax
You could hear it ring for a mile and half
He'd yell timber and down she'd fall
For Paul
Talk about drinking that man's so mean
That he'd never drink nothing but kerosene
A five gallon can is a little bit small
For Paul
Talk about women that man's so lusty
Needs a woman ever hour
Just to keep from getting rusty
Young ones run and the old ones crawl
To Paul
Talk about tough well he once had a fight
With a thunderstorm on a cold dark night
I ain't saying who won
But it don't storm at all round here
Thanks to Paul
He was ninety years old when he said with a sigh
Said I think I'm gonna lay right down and die
Cause sunshine and sorrow I've seen it all
Says Paul
Says there ain't no man alive can kill me
Ain't no woman left can thrill me
And I think a heaven just might be a ball
Says Paul
So he died
And we cried
It took eighteen men just to bust that ground
Took three or four more just to lower him down
Then we covered him up and we figured that was all
For Paul
But late one night the trees started shaking
And the dogs started barking
And the earth started quaking
And out of the ground with the "Hi ye all"
Came Paul
Well he shook the dirt from off his clothes
He scratched his ass and wiped his nose
You know being dead wasn't no fun at all
Says Paul
He said now up in heaven they got harps on their knees
They got clouds and wings but they got no trees
I don't think that's much of a heaven at all
Says Paul
So he jumps on his ox with a fare thee well
He said I'll find out if they got trees in hell
And he rode away and that was all
We ever seen of Paul
But the next time you hear a timber yell
That sounds like it's coming from the pits of hell
Then a booming laugh and a ghostly wail
Like somebody chopping on the devil's tail
Then a shout and a call a crash and a fall
That ain't no mortal man at all
That's just Paul