| | Lyric | |
| I'm a lumberjack, and I'm okay. | |
| He's a lumberjack, and he's okay. | |
| I cut down trees. I eat my lunch. | |
| On Wednesdays I go shoppin' | |
| He's a lumberjack, and he's okay. | |
| I cut down trees. I skip and jump. | |
| I put on women's clothing | |
| He's a lumberjack, and he's okay. | |
| I cut down trees. I wear high heels, | |
| I wish I'd been a girlie, | |
| Oh Bevis! And I thought you were so | |