Brush Ape
The Port Authority
The Devil went down to Brush Ape’s. He was lookin' for some logs to peel.
His saw in a bind since he was way behind, he was hopin’ to get a Stihl.
When he came across this young man sawin' on an Oak tree then by Scott,
The Devil jumped upon a hickory stump and said, "Boy, let me tell you what."
"I guess you didn't know it, but I'm a wood cutter, too.
And if you'd care to take a dare I'll make a bet with you.
Now you cut a pretty mean cookie boy, but give the Devil his due.
I'll bet a Husky of gold against your skoal 'cause I got me an Autotune."
The boy said, "My name's Brush Ape, and it might be a sin,
But I'll take your bet; and you're gonna regret Stihl’s the best there's ever been."
Brush Ape, fire your Magnum up and pull your trigger hard.
'Cause Hell's broke loose in North KY and the Devil peels the bark.
And if you win you get this ported Husky made of gold,
But if you lose the devil gets your skoal.
The Devil filed up his chain and he set his rakers low
And fire flew from his bar tip as the chips began to flow.
When he dogged his saw into that log it made an evil hiss.
As he bucked Oak tree like one two three and his Husky never missed.
When the Devil finished, Brush Ape said, "Well, you're pretty good ol' son,
But sit down on my tailgate there let me show you how Stihls run."
Fire up the Magnum. Run, Stihl, run!
Devil's got a Husqvarna, son;
Oak tree, hedge tree, hickory.
Brush Ape done bucked up all three.
The Devil bowed his head because he knew that he'd been beat.
And he laid that Husqvarna on the ground at Brush Ape’s feet.
Brush Ape said, "take your saw back boy I knew you couldn’t win.
Your Husky cuts like a seven year itch----Stihl’s the best that's ever been."
And he played:
Fire up the Magnum. Run, Stihl, run!
Devil's got a Husqvarna, son;
Oak tree, hedge tree, hickory.
Brush Ape done bucked up all three.
His saw in a bind since he was way behind, he was hopin’ to get a Stihl.
When he came across this young man sawin' on an Oak tree then by Scott,
The Devil jumped upon a hickory stump and said, "Boy, let me tell you what."
"I guess you didn't know it, but I'm a wood cutter, too.
And if you'd care to take a dare I'll make a bet with you.
Now you cut a pretty mean cookie boy, but give the Devil his due.
I'll bet a Husky of gold against your skoal 'cause I got me an Autotune."
The boy said, "My name's Brush Ape, and it might be a sin,
But I'll take your bet; and you're gonna regret Stihl’s the best there's ever been."
Brush Ape, fire your Magnum up and pull your trigger hard.
'Cause Hell's broke loose in North KY and the Devil peels the bark.
And if you win you get this ported Husky made of gold,
But if you lose the devil gets your skoal.
The Devil filed up his chain and he set his rakers low
And fire flew from his bar tip as the chips began to flow.
When he dogged his saw into that log it made an evil hiss.
As he bucked Oak tree like one two three and his Husky never missed.
When the Devil finished, Brush Ape said, "Well, you're pretty good ol' son,
But sit down on my tailgate there let me show you how Stihls run."
Fire up the Magnum. Run, Stihl, run!
Devil's got a Husqvarna, son;
Oak tree, hedge tree, hickory.
Brush Ape done bucked up all three.
The Devil bowed his head because he knew that he'd been beat.
And he laid that Husqvarna on the ground at Brush Ape’s feet.
Brush Ape said, "take your saw back boy I knew you couldn’t win.
Your Husky cuts like a seven year itch----Stihl’s the best that's ever been."
And he played:
Fire up the Magnum. Run, Stihl, run!
Devil's got a Husqvarna, son;
Oak tree, hedge tree, hickory.
Brush Ape done bucked up all three.
