Crosscut Saw - Eric Clapton

I’m a crosscut saw,

Baby, drag me across your log.

I’m a crosscut saw,

Baby, drag me across your log.

I cut your wood so easy for you,

You can’t help but say, «Hot Dog!»

Some call me Woodcutting Sam,

Some call me Woodcutting Jim.

The last girl I cut wood for,

She wants me back again.

I’m a crosscut saw,

Baby, drag me across your log.

I cut your wood so easy for you,

You can’t help but say, «Hot Dog!»

I got a double-bladed axe

That really cuts good.

Well, I’m a crosscut saw,

Gonna bury me in your wood.

I’m a crosscut saw,

Baby, drag me across your log.

I cut your wood so easy for you,

You can’t help but say, «Hot Dog!»