YOU COME WITH WAGONS, YOU COME WITH PLOWS
YOU SAY YOU BOUGHT THIS LAND, I DON'T KNOW HOW
THIS LAND IS NOT OUR LAND, IT'S ONLY OURS TO USE
IT DON'T BELONG TO ME, IT DON'T BELONG TO YOU
OH
YOU BRING YOUR TREATY, YOU BRING YOUR PEN
YOU SAY WE SOLD THIS LAND, I DON'T KNOW WHEN
THIS LAND IS NOT OUR LAND, IT'S ONLY OURS TO USE
IT DON'T BELONG TO ME, IT DON’T BELONG TO YOU
OH
LOOK AT MY RIVERS, THE MOUNTAINS CRY
WHERE WILL THE OTTER SWIM WHEN IT RUNS DRY
THE TREES SO MIGHTY, FALL ONE BY ONE
WHERE WILL THE BLUEBIRD NEST WHEN YOU ARE DONE
YOU HAVE A HUNGER, IT WILL NOT DIE
YOU MUST TAKE EVERYTHING, I DON'T KNOW WHY
THIS LAND IS NOT OUR LAND, IT'S ONLY OURS TO USE
IT DON’T BELONG TO US, WE’RE ONLY PASSING THROUGH
OH
LOOK AT MY MEADOWS, THE MOUNTAINS ROAR
WHERE IS THE DEER TO GRAZE WHEN THERE’S NO MORE
OUR CORN SO PLENTY, PULLED ONE BY ONE
WHAT WILL WE HAVE TO EAT WHEN YOU ARE DONE
OH
THIS LAND IS NOT OUR LAND, IT’S ONLY OURS TO USE
IT DON’T BELONG TO ME, IT DON’T BELONG TO YOU
IT DON’T BELONG TO US, WE’RE ONLY PASSING THROUGH
THIS LAND IS NOT OUR LAND, IT’S ONLY OURS TO USE
OH
Words & Music by Becky Hobbs and James Nihan
© 2009 Becca’s Mecca Music, BMI & Composure Music, ASCAP
