Turned off the tv   sat down to dinner   phone rang, we were saying grace   grand ma 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   don't like the hours   don't like a life that goes so slow      (chorus)   glory glory   hallelujah   right back atcha   hope that'll do ya   don't look at me like theres something I shouldn't a'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, zoned commercial   Got city water and a sewer line   What with the base expanding from consolidation   It's worth a fortune and it oughta been mine      (chorus)   glory glory   hallelujah   right back atcha   don't she look natural?   don't look at me like there's   something growing outa my head    just cause that old bird's dead