Homestead Mansion

Homestead Mansion (Larry W. Jones 01/23/2012) (song #6552)

Old tin cans for flower pots, burlap sacks for rugs

Overalls and calico, lives of lowly mugs

But good land is our homestead and we’re livin’ free

There ain’t no landlord here to tell us what to be

Small rickety log shack, tar papered all in black

Now, the old chimney points south from the cold north wind

The windows are few but the curtains are all blue

In my view it’s a homestead mansion since back when

(instrumental)

Small rickety log shack, tar papered all in black

Now, the old chimney points south from the cold north wind

The windows are few but the curtains are all blue

In my view it’s a homestead mansion since back when

Our little homestead shack, there’s a lot that it lacks

But yet it still has the knack to look so home-like

Both our hands built it and now we both fit in it

Our homestead mansion will have to do for us two

Our homestead mansion is home sweet home for us two

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