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Acres

some for later Here's a portion, ayo Show, kick the flavor Record labels try and juice me, for what? For my papers The offer me a mule and what else? And 40 acres

dead acres set us apart light years away our self consciousness ties the knot to the rope that keeps the distance my emotions pull me from every direction

things that keep in a jar You bury your dreams or you wish on a star for an ocean line ticket back to where you were born Away from these hard times and the acres

country and buying some land And I'll be alright if I can rest at night Knowing my children got land to stand on Ache'n for acres plenty of acres Money

Green Acres is the place to be Farm livin' is the life for me Land spreadin' out so far and wide Keep Manhattan, just give me that countryside New York

the twist with heartbreak Big brother won't like it 'Cause you're one of life's takers Go tell the Spartans We're on Hell's eight acres Walked with

There's 40 acres and redemption to be found Just along down the way There is a place where no plow blade has turned the ground And you will turn it over

Is this the strange feeling Of you working all to good 'Cause I am so confused I don't even ask for what I should When I asked for and deserved a stone

blue hare races Come with me to the winged isle Northern father's western child Where the dance of ages is playing still Through far marches of acres