I've got a hundred-and-sixty acres in the valley
I've got a hundred-and-sixty acres of the best
Got a cold stove there, that'll cook three square
And a bunk where I can lay me down to rest
Up at dawn to greet the sun
I've forgotten what a care or worry means
Head for home when day is done
And the pocket money's jinglin' in my jeans
I've got a hundred-and-sixty acres full of sunshine
I've got a hundred-and-sixty-million stars above
Got an old paint hoss, I'm the guy who's boss
On a hundred-and-sixty acres that I love
Where the mountains meet the sky
There's a spot that's all my own
Wouldn't trade it for a world of gold
It's my home, sweet, home
I've got a hundred-and-sixty acres in the valley
I've got a hundred-and-sixty acres of the best
Got a cold stove there, that'll cook three square
And a bunk where I can lay me down to rest
Up at dawn to greet the sun
I've forgotten what a care or worry means
Head for home when day is done
And the pocket money's jinglin' in my jeans
I've got a hundred-and-sixty acres full of sunshine
I've got a hundred-and-sixty-million stars above
Got an old paint hoss, I'm the guy who's boss
On a hundred-and-sixty acres that I love
Up at dawn to greet the sun
Why, man, I've forgotten what a care or worry means
Head for home when day is done
And the pocket money's jinglin' in my jeans
I've got a hundred-and-sixty acres full of sunshine
I've got a hundred-and-sixty-million stars above
Got an old paint hoss, I'm the guy who's boss
On a hundred-and-sixty acres that I love
A fourth of six-hundred-and-fourty
Why that's a quarter of a country section
The hundred-and-sixty acres that I love