LYRIC FOR SALE

By The Best Crazy Carpenter

In forests wide where birches sway,
No office cage to steal my day.

I choose which tree will fall or stay,
Where logs will rest, and in what way.

[Chorus]
With Valmet eight hundred thirty-two,
I tame the woods, I split them through.

Through muddy tracks I calmly glide,
More steady than a Tesla ride.

If eyelids drop, I rest a while,
The Valmet creeps a steady mile.

[Chorus]
With Valmet eight hundred thirty-two,
I tame the woods, I split them through.

If I get tired, I close one eye,
The Valmet crawls while I just lie.

I munch my lunch, or play a song,
While stumps below just roll along.

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With Valmet eight hundred thirty-two,
I tame the woods, I split them through.

I step outside to take a leak,
The logs still move – no rush, no peak.

It hums like a hedgehog – soft and true,
We load, we roll – that’s what we do.

[Chorus]
With Valmet eight hundred thirty-two,
I tame the woods, I split them through.