I'm building a new home 'cross the county line I'm building a new home 'cross the county line Up on a high hill where the view's so fine Down in the lowlands water taste like turpentine Down in the lowlands water taste like turpentine I'm going up the country Where it taste liked cherry wine I made a piece of money, but I won't say how I made a piece of money, but I won't say how Bought my own forty acres My own mule and breaking plough Bought my own forty acres Don't have to scrape and bow I heard a voice talking like a radio in my head I heard a voice talking like a radio in my head I'm about to tell you just what it said Keep your feet on solid ground, by and by Put your feet on solid ground, by and by When the river gets to rising you'll be high and dry Yeh, when the river gets to rising you'll be high and dry I'm building a new home 'cross the county line I'm building a new home 'cross the county line Up on a high hill where the view's so fine Up on a high hill, leave this old shack behind Yeh, yeh...