Chordyes

Choppin Wood

Choppin Wood Lyrics by Zach John King & Brent Cobb

Intro Verse 1 Coffee Black In His Coleman Cup ‘Bout A Quarter Till 5 A.m. Let That Old Silverado Warm Up I Was Riding With Him Grab Them Axes, Threw ‘Em In The Back And Swung Till My Shoulders ‘Bout Gave Out He Was Going Strong, I Was Tired As Hell He Said, “Son, That House Ain’t Warming Itself” Chorus Choppin’ Wood For The Winter In Between Swings Talkin’ ‘Bout Life With A Handful Of Splinters Stacking Red Oak Chevy Truck High And I Can Hear Him Saying, “Boy, The Work Ain’t Done” Happiness Was Me And Him Beneath The October Sun Choppin’ Wood For The Winter Verse 2 Pack Lunch And His Cigarettes Sweat Cold In The Autumn Breeze Took Thirty Just To Catch Our Breath That’s When Him And Me Would Shoot The Bull On Do’s And Don’ts Young Man’s Blues And Old Man’s Jokes How To Build And Keep The Fire I Guess Iron Sharpens Iron Chorus Choppin’ Wood For The Winter In Between Swings Talkin’ ‘Bout Life With A Handful Of Splinters Stacking Red Oak Chevy Truck High And I Can Hear Him Saying, “Boy, The Work Ain’t Done” Happiness Was Me And Him Beneath The October Sun Choppin’ Wood For The Winter, Mmmm Choppin' Wood For The Winter Bridge These Days When Them Leaves Change I Pour Myself A Cup Of Folgers Leave One Axe In The Corner And I Go Chorus Choppin’ Wood For The Winter Lookin’ Up At The Harvest Sky With A Handful Of Splinters Stacking Red Oak Chevy Truck High And I Can Hear Him Saying, “Boy, The Work Ain’t Done” I Know He’s Up There Looking Down And Proud Of His Grandson Just Choppin’ Wood For The Winter, Mmmmm Choppin’ Wood For The Winter