Timbertown from Brumbeloe Rose by Rick Brumbeloe

Yesterday the news came down they're closing up the mill
Though I knew that the day would come I'm feeling empty still
'Cause who's have thought not long ago
When those trees were crashing down
That there'd come a day of no more lumber in Timbertown
We still got our places to eat we've got our scenic train
But a hundred years of history just passed by like the pouring rain
So pass me that bottle boy I'll pour us another round
No one goes out much anymore here in Timbertown

In Timbertown last of your kind in another time
You made his place go round and round
I've heard them say the things that go around
Will come back around I think I hear the sound
Of tears in Timbertown

What about the guy in the woods the man who drives a truck?
If it's all that he's ever known is he just out of luck?
It's not a matter of time until we start it all again
It takes a thousand years for those giants to grow my friend
It hurts every one of us for a good man to lose his job
'Cause there goes anyone but for the grace of God
Don't look for help up above there ain't none coming down
You're on your own out here in this timber timber timber Timbertown

Last of your kind in another time
You made his place go round and round
I've heard them say the things that go around
Will come back around I think I hear the sound
Of tears in Timbertown
Tears in Timbertown

• Rock
• acoustic guitar
• country rock
• love songs
• piano songs
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