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 court house letter
And kill for land but they ain’t gonna get her
Knock 'em stiff boys
'Cus were eight feet tall with a ten pound hammer
And enough packed rifles to take Alabama
Knock 'em stiff boys
And we sick our dogs on foot steps in the sticks
And we hide our gold in between the bricks
And we stand up taller than our grandpa’s sorrow
And drink cold 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