Land Unspoken Tradition

[Verse 1]
Four simple lines, four simple sides
A simple square, but it's all mine
A couple trees, a little creek
A place to live, a place to breathe

[Verse 2]
It's been there longer than me
Longer than our little family
Daddy gave it to me in his final breath
An inheritance sealed by death

[Chorus]
Man can do all kinds of things with his machines and hands
But no matter how hard he tries, he'll never create land

[Verse 3]
Granddad built his cabin there
In the far corner of that square
And that's where I am today
Livin' life the simple way

[Chorus]
Man can move all kinds of things with his machines and hands
But no matter how hard he tries, he'll never create land