LyricS

This land is my land
And only my land
My father built this fence by hand with nails and wood

This land is my land
It’ll never be their land
No railway track or road will run where this house stood

This old silo
Stood tall in Shiloh
Since long before there were but any of these trees

This old canteen
Has reeked of kerosene
Since long before they had this property to seize

Well they can come round here with a courthouse letter
And kill for land, but they ain’t gonna get her
Knock ‘em stiff, boys

Cause we’re eight feet tall with a ten pound hammer
And enough packed rifles to take Alabama
Knock ‘em stiff, boys

And we sic our dogs on footsteps in the sticks
And we hide our gold in between the bricks
And we stand up taller than my grandpa’s sorrow
And drink coal bourbon like there ain’t no tomorrow
Knock ‘em stiff, boys

Knock ‘em stiff, boys
Knock ‘em stiff, boys
Knock ‘em stiff, boys
Knock ‘em stiff

c. 2014 Goodnight, Texas - Seriously Serious Songs (ASCAP) / Porch Couch Songs (ASCAP)

Appears on the 2014 album “Uncle John Farquhar”
Recorded by Goodnight, Texas
Mixed by Scott McDowell
Mastered by Jonathan Kirchner