When I first came to this land,
I was not a wealthy man.
So I got myself a farm,
and I did what I could.
So I got myself a farm,
called my farm the muscle in my arm.
But the land was sweet an d good,
and I did what I could
That farm had neither dog nor cat,
not a soul to holler at
So I got myself a wife,
and I did what I could
So I got myself a wife,
called my wife, run for your life
But the land was sweet and good,
and I did what I could
When a year had passed away,
I came home one summer day
Found I'd got myself a son,
and I did what I could
Found I've got myself a son,
called my son, my work's done
But the land was sweet and good,
and I did what I could
Well he grew up and left the farm,
brought a wife back on his arm
Soon the rooms were full of kids,
and I did what I could
Soon the rooms were full of kids
Called those kids, flip your lids
But the land was sweet and good
And I did what I could
When I first came to this land,
I was not a wealthy man.
Now I've built my family tree,
yes, I did what I could.
Now I've built my family tree
I call that tree enough for me
But the land was sweet and good
And I did what I could
And I called my farm the
muscle in my arm
Called my wife, run for your life
Called my son, my work's done
Called those kids, flip your lids
Family tree's enough for me
But the land was sweet and good
And I did what I could