I got a hundred and sixty acres in the valley

Got a hundred and sixty acres of the best

Got an old 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

With my pocket money jinglin' in my jeans.

I´ve got a hundred and sixty acres full of sunshine

Got a hundred and sixty million stars above

Got an old paint hoss, I'm the guy who's boss

On the hundred and sixty acres that I love!

Up at dawn to greet the sun

I´ve forgotten what a care or worry means

Head for home when day is done

With my pocket money jinglin' in my jeans.

I´ve got a hundred and sixty acres full of sunshine

Got a hundred and sixty million stars above

Got an old paint hoss, I'm the guy who's boss

On the hundred and sixty acres that I love!

Got an old paint hoss, I'm the guy who's boss

On the hundred and sixty acres that I love!