Down in the forest,near a village

Lived the man called,nick the chopper

Chopping woods his game,and making money

Caring no for trees,he blindly chops on

Never took him married

He never washes

He never went to school,Nick The Chopper

Chopping woods his game,and getting money

Does he care for life of even for a friend now

He is a dirty old man,Nick the Chopper

Now,a very old man he had decided

To make his fortune,Nick the Chopper

Chopping woods his game,he couldn't stop it

He wants to cut down,all the forest

The trees they hated him,they made a promise

Give him a lesson,Nick the Chopper

Chopping woods his game,he couldn't stop it

But as the story goes,he is beaten at his game

He is a dirty old man,Nick the Chopper

We aren't gonna kill you,Nick the Chopper

Stundle you with branches,Nick the Chopper



(P)1975

WRITTEN AND COMPOSED BY:Baris Manco

(C)1975