40 Acres

They're shredding the woods
killing my memories
Tearing down humble homes
leaving me to wonder why
All in the name of progress
forcing me to cry

Give me 40 acres
to surround me
Give me 40 acres
for my child to see
Give me 40 acres

What's the purpose
give me a reason
Years of my youth
progressive treason
A swipe of a blade
gone are all the seasons

Give me 40 acres
to surround me
Don't take my 40 acres
that my child could see
Give me 40 acres

You know
I looked outside my window
And all the trees were gone
I looked outside my window
At a lost and orphaned fawn
You know
God could be angry
But I know he must be sad
To sit and watch this sorrow
Of money, nature and man