Tekster: Neko Case. The Virginian. Timber.

My love was like a seed that you had planted
The root was not as strong as it could be
And as the years went on, you weren't enchanted
So you fell it like a great big tree

Now I'm falling timber
Timber the falling tree....

My heart was not a thing to take for granted
So loosen up your home and let me be

And if I had my way you would be planted
Drowning in the shade with me.

Now I'm calling timber...
Timber the falling tree-heeee.