Forty Acres - Boxcar Willie

Out on these Texas plains you can see for a million lives

And there’s a thousand exits between here and the state line

About the last time that I saw you

You said call me Pandora, call me a fool

And I’m thinking this view it could do you some good

So drop these scales and take a look

There’s 40 acres and redemption to be found

Just along down the way

There is a place where no plow blade has turned the ground

And you will turn it over, 'cause out here hope remains

'Coz out here hope remains…

Out here the Texas sky is as big as the sea

And you’re alone in your room like an island floating free

Your spirit’s hanging in a bottle out on a tree

You say that you’re the black sheep, I say you’re still family

So throw that bottle to the waves

They’ll bring you in to me and from the shore you will see

Out here the Texas rain is the hardest I’ve ever seen

It’ll wash your house away, but it’ll also make you clean

Now these rocks they are crying too

And this whole land is calling out for you