Acres and Acres of Land
I am the Lord of the manor
I always have servants at hand
I own a big house in the country
And acres and acres of land
I have tenants that live in the village
Though their cottages may not be grand
They pay rent to me because as you see
I own acres and acres of land
When I visit my people
Their respect I always demand
They all bow to me that's what I like to see
Because I own acres and acres of land
Many times I have climbed up my tower
The vista before me I've scanned
I cant help but smile because mile after mile
I own acres and acres of land
I was born to a wealthy family
My path to the top was well planned
It is a real boon that silver spoon
And acres and acres of land
Yes I was born into riches
My tenants say I should be damned
But I don't really care because out there
I own acres and acres of land
Copyright © Denis Briggs | Year Posted 2020
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