Song Lyrics
Head for home when day is done, up at dawn to greet the sun
with my pocket money jinglin in my jeans
On the hundred and sixty acres that i love, i m the guy who s boss
up at dawn to greet the sun
on the hundred and sixty acres that i love
Head for home when day is done, on the hundred and sixty acres that i love, head for home when day is done
i m the guy who s boss
On the hundred and sixty acres that i love, i m the guy who s boss Sixty, i ve got a hundred and sixty acres full of sunshine
And a bunk where i can lay me down to rest, got a hundred and sixty million stars above
I m the guy who s boss, i m the guy who s boss
got an old paint hoss
I ve forgotten what a care or worry means, with my pocket money jinglin in my jeans
Got an old paint hoss, i m the guy who s boss, i m the guy who s boss
with my pocket money jinglin in my jeans
I ve forgotten what a care or worry means, i m the guy who s boss
got an old paint hoss
I ve forgotten what a care or worry means, i ve forgotten what a care or worry means Robbins, got an old paint hoss
Got an old stove there that ll cook three square, got an old paint hoss
Got an old stove there that ll cook three square, on the hundred and sixty acres that i love
got an old paint hoss
I got a hundred and sixty acres in the valley, got a hundred and sixty acres of the best
I m the guy who s boss, got an old stove there that ll cook three square
got an old paint hoss
Got an old stove there that ll cook three square, i ve forgotten what a care or worry means
Got a hundred and sixty million stars above, i m the guy who s boss and, i ve got a hundred and sixty acres full of sunshine
With my pocket money jinglin in my jeans, i m the guy who s boss Acres, i m the guy who s boss
Got an old paint hoss, on the hundred and sixty acres that i love Marty, got an old stove there that ll cook three square
Up at dawn to greet the sun, up at dawn to greet the sun Sixty, got a hundred and sixty million stars above
With my pocket money jinglin in my jeans, and a bunk where i can lay me down to rest Hundred, with my pocket money jinglin in my jeans
head for home when day is done
head for home when day is done
Got a hundred and sixty million stars above, got a hundred and sixty million stars above, got a hundred and sixty million stars above
I m the guy who s boss, i m the guy who s boss Robbins, up at dawn to greet the sun
On the hundred and sixty acres that i love, head for home when day is done
Up at dawn to greet the sun, got an old paint hoss, head for home when day is done
i ve forgotten what a care or worry means
With my pocket money jinglin in my jeans, i m the guy who s boss, got an old paint hoss
I ve got a hundred and sixty acres full of sunshine, on the hundred and sixty acres that i love, head for home when day is done
I ve forgotten what a care or worry means, got a hundred and sixty acres of the best and, up at dawn to greet the sun
Got an old paint hoss, got an old paint hoss, head for home when day is done
Got an old paint hoss, with my pocket money jinglin in my jeans and, got a hundred and sixty acres of the best
got an old paint hoss
On the hundred and sixty acres that i love, and a bunk where i can lay me down to rest
Got an old paint hoss, i ve forgotten what a care or worry means
and a bunk where i can lay me down to rest
I ve forgotten what a care or worry means, on the hundred and sixty acres that i love Hundred, i m the guy who s boss
I ve forgotten what a care or worry means, got a hundred and sixty million stars above
I ve forgotten what a care or worry means, on the hundred and sixty acres that i love Robbins, i ve forgotten what a care or worry means
i ve forgotten what a care or worry means
I ve forgotten what a care or worry means, got an old stove there that ll cook three square and, i got a hundred and sixty acres in the valley