This Land
The fields are dry
And we're not getting by
In my mind I'm crossing lines for a better life
My brother's in Tennessee
Said there's work there for me
He's sending cash, enough for us to leave
La familia mi amor
It's time to close the door
Of this little hacienda by the bay
Put my hands in the dirt
I'm happy for the work
There's no job above or below me
When they look at me they see
The bracelet by my feet
Like the cattle tagged on a prairie running free
I love to watch you play
With your friends in a pickup game
Reminds me of our hacienda by the bay
A letter was received
That said we had to leave
This land wasn't meant for you and me
Poppy, please say no
Cause I don't wanna go
I'll miss playing with my friends in the snow
We're off to where we're from
South of the setting sun
No more hacienda by the bay
We're off to where we're from
South of the setting sun
No more hacienda by the bay