Look at that beaver dam! Weaverville Woman, Weaverville Woman She lives at the bottom of a hill Way up north in Weaverville Weaverville Woman, Weaverville Woman I love her so Much more than Bipolar Girl or YoYo Her kids are the bomb And I love her mom Bonnie, Cathy, Donald, Ethan, Donna, Vegas She always means well She's got a heart of gold After God made her He broke the mold Always helping people She's unbelievably kind A lovelier woman I could never find Weaverville Woman, Weaverville Woman Her rack is full Her complexion fair There is a red shade in her hair She's got freckled skin and full red lips I like being touched by her fingertips