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
Now them hills are all tied up in blacktop
So the people can get away
They drive the miles and 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 want to keep working these fields
And doing the best I can
So you can build your backyards somewhere else
'Cause here I am and there's no no no trespassing
Well there's no no no trespassing
Well 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
And find a place where I can be an 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 just want to keep working these fields, like my old man
So you can build your backyards somewhere else,
'Cause here I am And there's no no no trespassing
Well there's no no no trespassing
Yeah there's no no no tresspassing on this land
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
Now them hills are all tied up in blacktop
So the people can get away
They drive the miles and 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 want to keep working these fields
And doing the best I can
So you can build your backyards somewhere else
'Cause here I am and there's no no no trespassing
Well there's no no no trespassing
Well 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
And find a place where I can be an 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 just want to keep working these fields, like my old man
So you can build your backyards somewhere else,
'Cause here I am And there's no no no trespassing
Well there's no no no trespassing
Yeah there's no no no tresspassing on this land