More Axe

If you are the big tree
We are the small axe
Sharpened to cut you down
Ready to cut you down
Sharpened to cut you down
Ready ato cut you down
These are the words of my master
No weak heart shall prosper
And whosoever dig a pit
Shall fall in it
And who so ever dig at a pit
Shall fall in it
Where dere is no wood
I say the fire goes out
So we’ll have to cut you down
Without a doubt
These are the words of my master
No weak heart shall prosper
And whosoever dig at a pit
Shall fall in it
And whosoever dig at a pit
Shall fall in it
If you are a big tree
We are the small axe
Sharpened to cut you down, well sharp
To cut you down
If you are a big tree
We are the small axe
Sharpened to cut you down, well sharp
To cut you down, chop, chop