Acres

Red hot Knights on a queens land run
Gonna check my brakes
Gonna grab my gun
I'm a Cowboy in Mommer
Got dirt on this hands

I'm an unholy man raised on holy land
One hundred hectares just west of the rack
Gonna dare him out, back map
Not seem like a mob
Buts it's home to me
And it's home to the lady I love
We've got a dog

I've been chasing these Arces since 18 years old
Now those Arces are mine
And they're calling me home
I'm out on the road almost four nights a week
And as soon as I'm home it's just cold beer and sleep
I love the crowds
And I love the boys in my Pen
But I also love these Arces and dirt on this land

I've worked hard
For all that we've gained
I'm pretty as dirt but it's sand and I'm named
And we fall in love
More, and more each day
We've gat to admit

I've been chasing these Arces since 18 years old
Now those Arces are mine
And they're calling me home
I'm out on the road almost four nights a week
And as soon as I'm home it's just cold beer and we
I love the crowds
And I love the boys in my Pen
But I also love these Arces and dirt on this land
Oohh heyy

I grew up in town but that's not what I need
I need mountains and cows and more mouths to feed
Some tiny booths on the ground
And a daughter named Annalise

I've been chasing these Arces since 18 years old
Now those Arces are mine
And they're calling me home
I'm out on the road almost four nights a week
And as soon as I'm home it's just cold beer and sleep
I love the crowds
And I love the boys in my Pen
But I also love these Arces

All the mountain on these spaces
Oh damn I love these Acres
Dirt on this land



Credits
Writer(s): John Alexander Henriksson, Bradley Mitchel Cox
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