Paul Bunyon, was a giant of a man 
He could clear a forest with his might axe 
No, not a tree would stand 
No, not a tree would stand 

When Paul yelled, "Timber" 
The trees shook in the ground 
With every yell and every swing 
At least a hundred trees came fallin' down 
At least a hundred trees came fallin' down 

He could blow birds out of the air with a sneeze 
Paul was so tall he towered over the tallest of trees 

From Wisconsin to Minnesota 
North Dakota to California 
Paul roamed and he rambled while his ox named Babe 
Trampled hills along the way 
Trampled hills along the way 

He could blow birds out of the air with a sneeze 
Paul was so tall he towered over the tallest of trees 

No logging job was too big 
Took any challenge that he could 
Paul felled the trees of the far west 
Douglas first and Redwoods 

He could blow birds out of the air with a sneeze 
Paul was so tall he towered over the tallest of trees 

Paul Bunyon was a giant of a man 
He could clear a forest with his mighty axe 

No, not a tree would stand 
Not a tree would stand 
Not a tree would stand