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It Ain't Your Land Mama - Shelby Lynne
I used to fly kites in the pastureland
Where the horses ran
My bandana was wet soaked with sweat
And I stood tall in my cowboy boots
She wore white linen skirts and drift
In a dream and her hair hang down
I didn't want her to go but she left
The porch and she sang to me
It was harmony
I had a little red wagon Dandy
Bought for me sweet memory
Then I heard her laugh stood in
The breeze of the mighty oak tree
She was looking at me
I had some ten penny nails
And a rusty pail full of dreams
I wish the night was quiet
But he howls at the moon
She was gone too soon
Up and gone too soon
Mama don't get your feelings
Hurt its just a piece of dirt
You will never satisfy his damaged soul
He's on his own
When I think of the past my tears
Fall fast and I'm all alone
I see a mystery mist and a yellow rose
And my heart feels fine
She's been there all the time
It ain't your land Mama
It ain't your Land mama
It ain't your land Mama
He's on his on
He's on his on
He's on his on
