Green acres is the place to be Farm living is the life for me Land spreading out so far and wide Keep Manhattan, just give me that countryside New York is where I'd rather stay I get allergic smelling hay I just adore a penthouse view The chores, the stores, fresh air, times square Green acres is the place to be Farm living is the life for me Land spreading out so far and wide Keep Manhattan, just give me that countryside I love my wife, goodbye city life Green Acres take me there

Howling at the field The clearest of days Where does that hound run? Were you even listening? Were you riding with me? Were you even listening? TRX 250 Trust in your machine The kick and the wheeze That hauls for the winter Were you even listening? Were you riding with me? Were you even listening? TRX 250 Trusted friend Tell me what you need Why would you stay here? Were you even listening? Were you riding with me? Were you even listening? TRX 250

Turned off the TV, sat down to dinner Phone rang, we were saying grace Grandma died left us sixty acres The last of the old home place Sixty acres up on the cap rock What am I supposed to do with that Uncle Claude got a eight wheeled tractor Plow it under in nothing flat We could plant some maize, we could plant some cotton We could plant some oats just to see if they'd grow But I don't like farming, can't take the hours Don't like a life that goes so slow Glory glory, Hallelujah Right back atcha, hope that'll do ya Don't look at me like there's something I shouldn't have said Just 'cause that old bird's dead Glory glory, Hallelujah Wish you'll do this, hope that'll do ya Don't look at me like there's something I shouldn't have said Just 'cause that old bird's dead Now, cousin Clifford, he got the good land Right on the highway out by Air Base road Looks like a Wal-Mart waiting to happen I mean to tell you it's a pot of gold It's in the city limits and zoned commercial City water and a sewer line With the base expanding, consolidation It's worth a fortune and it oughta been mine Glory glory, Hallelujah Right back atcha, don't she look natural? Don't look at me like there's something growing out of my head Just 'cause that old bird's dead

I'm goin' up on Heartbreak Mountain Goin' up on Heartbreak Hill Yes, I'm goin' up on Heartbreak Mountain 'Cause I lost my will to live It was six o'clock yesterday mornin' When my sweet baby packed up to leave It was six o'clock yesterday evening And I ain't done nothin' but grieve Well, I'm goin' up on Heartbreak Mountain Goin' up on Heartbreak Hill Yes, I'm goin' up on Heartbreak Mountain 'Cause I lost my will to live I cried and I begged and I pleaded For my sweet baby not to go Like the leaf that's caught in a whirlwind Now I'm spinning out of control Yes, I'm goin' up on Heartbreak Mountain Goin' up on Heartbreak Hill Yes, I'm goin' up on Heartbreak Mountain 'Cause I lost my will to live Now what makes a man let a woman Turn him into a hollow shelf And run off and leave him behind her For whoever caught underneath her spell Yes, I'm goin' up on Heartbreak Mountain Goin' up on Heartbreak Hill Yes, I'm goin' up on Heartbreak Mountain 'Cause I lost my will to live