“Little Piece Of Land” Written by Rusty Golden and Jimbeau Hinson
	WITH EVERY MILE THAT PASSED ME BY THE MEM’RYS SEEM TO MULTIPLY BUT NOT UNTIL I PULLED INTO THE DRIVE DID IT REALLY HIT HOME THE FRONT PORCH WHERE I USED TO CRAWL THE SIDEWALK WHERE I LEARNED TO WALK THE YARD I USED TO HATE TO CUT NOW SEEMS SO SMALL (CHORUS) JUST A LITTLE PIECE OF LAND WHERE MAMAS LOVE AND DADDYS HANDS BUILT A WORLD THAT SEEMED MUCH BIGGER THAN JUST A LITTLE PIECE OF LAND DADDY HAD A HUNTING (BEAT UP) CAR AN OLD CLUNKER THAT HE USED TO PARK UNDERNEATH THE TREE IN THE CORNER OF THE YARD IT SEEMS LIKE YESTERDAY TALKING AS HE CLEANED HIS GUN I CAN ALMOST HEAR HIM SAYING "SON, LAND IS ALL A MAN CAN EVER REALLY COUNT ON" REPEAT CHORUS THE WHOLE TOWN TURNED OUT TODAY THEY ALL HAD THEIR RESPECTS TO PAY THE SERMON WAS SIMPLE AND HONEST AS THE MAN WHO BROUGHT ME IN THIS WORLD AND EVEN THOUGH WE LAID HIM DOWN IN ANOTHER LITTLE PIECE OF GROUND THIS IS WHERE HIS MEMORY WILL ALWAYS BE FOUND REPEAT CHORUS
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