George Fox - No Trespassing Lyrics
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No Trespassing
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What Are The Lyrics For No Trespassing By George Fox?
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 |
Who Wrote No Trespassing By George Fox?
George Fox
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What's The Duration Of The No Trespassing By George Fox?The duration of No Trespassing is 3:52 minutes and seconds. |
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