Well, the bridge gave out up in Timberon...

and the rain kept pouring on and on…

 

Still, the people kept rolling in; one by one…

and the people were joining in the fun…

 

Well, the rain went away and the sky turned blue...

It was hot as hell, but it seemed so cool...

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And they came from everywhere; even Timbuktu...

all the people just wanna share the blues…

 

If you're gonna get your nature on;

Get you some mountain air and a whole lotta song; If you ever wanna have some fun;

You got to get your Timberon.

 

See the deer play and run.

Hear the wolves howling at the moon in everyone;

You got to step up to Timberon...

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If you're gonna make that canyon run;

Slipping and sliding down the mountain-side;

If you ever need a place to hide;

You got to get your Timberon.