Sad the day when I saw the steam shovels a-comin'
The clank of their wheels as they clattered along
Deep in mv heart a voice seemed to be saying
Good-bye my sweet home, you soon will be gone.In 1880 my folks were rejoicing
They'd sold the mineral rights on the farm
For twenty-five cents an acre they sold them
My folks didn't know they would do any harm.Leave them alone, please don't disturb them
Don't dump the yellow clay mud over their graves
Although the law may say you have a right to
Because of that twenty-five cents that you paid.This house it was the home of my father
His father and mother they lived there too.
Now they all lay asleep beneath the green willow
Along with their wives and children so dear.Leave them alone, please do not disturb them
Don't dump the yellow clay mud over their grave.
Although the law may say you have a right to
Because of the twenty-five cents that you paid.Don't force me to leave the house I was born in
Don't force me to leave the land dear to me
Just take back the twenty-five cents that you gave them
And just go away, and please let us be.
