Written by George Fox
Intro: G D G D Verse 1: (G) Every morning I go out there just a walking I see that heavy iron marking up this land There was a time when nobody would've lived here My dad, he bought a hundred acres for a grand Bridge 1: (D)Now them hills are (C) all tied up in (G) blacktop (D)So the people can (C) get away (G) (D)They drive the miles and and (C) get to where they (G) want to be (D)The old express line don't (C) ever, ever stop Chorus: (G)There's no tres-(D)-passing on this (Em) land (C) (G)I just want to keep (D) working these fields, (Em) and doing the best I (C) can (G)So you can build your back-(D)-yards somewhere else, (Em) Īcause here I (C) am (C)And there's no no no tres-(D)-passing, well there's (C) no no no tres-(D)-passing (D)Well there's (C) no no no tres-(D)-passing (No Chord) on this (G) land ------ Play Intro ------ Chords same as above Verse 2: Yesterday when somebody made a living Well, less of everything was something that they had Sometimes I wish that I could turn back the pages And find a place where I can be an honest man Bridge 2: I climb that hill and watch the bough break baby Tear it down to make some living room Somebody sold out thinking they could walk away But someday, well, they're going to have to say Chorus: There's no tresspassing on this land I just want to keep working these fields, like my old man So you can build your backyards somewhere else, Īcause here I am And there's no no no tresspassing, well there's no no no tresspassing Yeah there's no no no tresspassing on this land
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