Lyrics:

Well he rode through the woods on a big blue ox

He had fists as hard as choppin' 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 drinkin' that man's so mean that he'd never drink nothin' 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 gettin' 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 sayin' 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

Butthenext time you hear a timber yell

That sounds like it's comin' from the pits of hell

Then a boomin' laugh and a ghostly wail like somebody choppin' 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