Texty: Jason Meadows. Get Off My Farm.

I spent my life savings on a cozy little farm 20 miles out of town
It came equipped with a broken down fence and a half breed blue tick hound
Well i called it home though i'd be alone
But much to my surprise
I messed up and bought
The redneck pasture party hunting grounds
Got the boxes unpacked we finally settled down,
She was turnin off all of the lights
When somethin caught my eye comin cross my field
And it looked like a 4 wheel drive
And all of the sudden man there was a buzzin
And trucks parked down by the creek
They were laughin dancin singin and havin one hell of a time on me

And i said

Get off of my farm where im the lawman
thats my fishin hole and my deer stand
My corn field aint no community park
So you better stop sneakin around in the dark
Go park them trucks at the holiday inn
I dont wanna witness all of your sins
So when you cross my fence in gonna lose my sense
And i aint gonna tell you again
To get off of my farm

I fired a shot in the air and they scattered everywhere

Like They were roaches when you turn on a light
They were runnin for cover and screamin for their mothers
Firin up their 4 wheel drives
My old half breed hound makes a whale of a sound
So i thought I'd let him get one
Well he caught him a trail and you ought of heard 'em yell
Ive never had so much fun

And i said

Get off of my farm where im the lawman
thats my fishin hole and my deer stand
My corn field aint no community park
So you better stop sneakin around in the dark
Go park them trucks at the holiday inn
I dont wanna witness all of your sins
So when you cross my fence in gonna lose my sense
And i aint gonna tell you again
To get off of my farm.....

Yes boy...

Get your ass off my farm... aint your property