[Verse 1]
Saw a little critter by a fallen log
Cheeks full
Paws muddy in the morning fog
Asked him straight up
Like I always should
"How much could you move if you could move wood?"
[Chorus]
How much wood could a woodchuck chuck
If a woodchuck could chuck wood?
Would he fill one truck?
Would he flood this whole damn woods?
Would he stack it high
Past the pines and up above?
How much wood could a woodchuck chuck
If he did it just for love?
[Verse 2]
He scratched his head
Took a thoughtful look
Pulled out a tiny little notebook
"Kid
It ain’t the numbers
Get this understood
I just chuck joy when I’m chuckin’ that wood"
[Chorus]
How much wood could a woodchuck chuck
If a woodchuck could chuck wood?
Would it ever be enough
If he’s doing what he could?
If it makes him grin
If it warms somebody up
That’s how much wood that a woodchuck chucks
When a woodchuck really loves
[Bridge]
Maybe it’s a mountain
Maybe it’s a stick
Maybe it’s a lifetime
Gone by too quick
Measure it in laughter
Measure it in mud
That’s how much wood that a woodchuck chucks
When he’s doing what he loves (hey!)
[Chorus]
How much wood could a woodchuck chuck
If a woodchuck could chuck wood?
Till his tiny heart says "that’s enough"
And it’s always understood
If it lights a fire
If it sparks a little good
That’s how much wood that a woodchuck chucks
When a woodchuck could chuck wood