No Trespassing - George Fox

Written by：George Fox

Every morning I go out there just a walking

I see that heavy iron marking up this land

There was a time when nobody would've lived here

My dad he bought a hundred acres for a grand

But now them be hills are all tied up in blacktop

So the people can get away

They drive the miles and get to where they want to be

The old express line don't ever ever stop

There's no trespassing on this land

I just keep on working these fields

Doing the best I can

So you can build though backyards somewhere else

'Cause here I am and there's no no no trespassing

Well there's no no no trespassing

There's no no no trespassing on this land

Yesterday when somebody made a living

Well less of everything was something that they had

Sometimes I wish that I could turn back the pages

Find a place where I could be that honest man

I climb that hill and watch the bough break baby

Tear it down to make some living room

Somebody sold out thinking they could walk away

But someday well they're going to have to say

There's no tresspassing on this land

I lest keep on working these fields like my old man

So you can build door backyards somewhere else

'Cause here I am and there's no no no trespassing

There's no no no trespassing

Mister no no no tresspassing on this land