(Verse 1)
Sunrise crackin', frost on the ground, another day at the lumber yard bound
Amando's hollerin', a smile and a frown, one minute he's up, next he's tearin' down
He's got a way with Louie, a flick of the wrist, sets that boy off, throws him in a twist
Louie's got hair, slicked back and bright, Amando loves to ruffle it, just to start a fight.
(Chorus)
Lumber Lard, a crazy, crazy place, a symphony of sawdust and a sweaty face
Amando's stories, he tells 'em all day, 'bout the time he wrestled a grizzly, come what may
"Go on now, fellas," then he yells out with glee, "But go real slow, don't you rush I don't have any work please"
(Verse 2)
Remon's loadin' trucks, a mountain of pine, "Johnny, you packed 'em wrong, ain't worth a dime!"
Roberto and Abraham, their voices so clear, Mexican partners, no English to hear
Nav's in the break room, tryin' to look tough, playsin' Alan Jackson, ain't gangster enough
Johnny's bald-headed buddy, Dennis, a laugh, makes fun of everyone, but cuts 'em in half.
(Chorus)
Lumber Lard, a crazy, crazy place, a symphony of sawdust and a sweaty face
Amando's stories, he tells 'em all day, 'bout the time he wrestled a grizzly, come what may
"Go on now, fellas," then he yells out with glee, "But go real slow, don't you rush for me!"
(Bridge)
Stay clear of Jeff, if you ain't wearin' your vest, JT will chase you down, put you to the test. Ivo in the back hiding and crying. Bryan, singing paying no mind
Kevin's the foreman that will sing you a song, number one in the crew, but cross him wrong, he'll be crossin' you too
Mike's in the back, headphones on tight, rock and roll blastin', in his own sweet light
Johnny and Camilo, just a couple of fools, bicker and banter, breakin' all the rules.
Sheldon loves money, stacks it up high, Craig gets the shakes, throws his hands to the sky.
(Verse 3)
Bala's drivin' 'round, like a sheriff on patrol, actin' like he runs the show, takin' his toll. Bala says " He knows everything and he has to do everything" because nobody dosen't now nothing. funny enough he trains everyone.
Johnny can tell you straight, without us, this place would fall, we're the backbone, the heart, the mighty and tall.
From sawdust to splinters, from dawn 'til the night, we're the lumber yard warriors, puttin' up the fight.
(Outro)
Yeah, the Lumber Lard, a wild and wooly scene, where the timber gets cut and the stories convene.
We're a ragtag bunch, a family so strange, but we keep on sawin', through the wind and the change.
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