When I First Came To This Land

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 and good, and I did what I could.

That farm had neither dog or 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'd 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, and I did what I could
Now I've built my family tree; called 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.