Get Off My Land

[Intro] [Verse 1] Well, the sun dips low where the pines stand tall, Boots in the mud, I’ll defend it all. You hear that bark? That’s my ol’ black hound, Trespass this dirt, and you’ll soon be found. [Chorus] Get off my fucking land, boy, don’t test my hand, This ain’t your city lights, it’s my b***d-stained sand. Red neck, hillbilly, call me what you will, But cross that fence line, and I’ll show you the hill. [Verse 2] Pickup’s rusted, but the shotgun’s clean, Granddaddy’s deeds mark what’s mine to keep. You think I’m joking? Boy, you’re damn sure wrong, This dirt’s my kingdom—I’ve held it too long. [Chorus] Get off my fucking land, boy, don’t test my hand, This ain’t your city lights, it’s my b***d-stained sand. Red neck, hillbilly, call me what you will, But cross that fence line, and I’ll show you the hill. [Bridge] Whisper ’bout laws, but I write my own, Roots run deeper than these holler bones. Ain’t no badge gonna change my mind, This land’s my legacy, till the last reaper’s cry. [Chorus] Get off my fucking land, boy, don’t test my hand, This ain’t your city lights, it’s my b***d-stained sand. Red neck, hillbilly, call me what you will, But cross that fence line, and I’ll show you the hill. [Outro]