Gordon MacRae - The Good Green Acres of Home

Let me stand with the grip of the plough in my hand
On the good green acres of home, my land
Where a friend is treasured and your wealth is measured
By the strength of heart and hand

Let me live (Let me live) with the sun and the wind and the rain
While I plant my acres with golden grain
Let me build my lovenest with a stick and stone
On the good green acres of home

Ev'rybody sing!
(Let me stand with the grip of the plough in my hand)
(On the good green acres of home, my land)
Where a friend is treasured and your wealth is measured
By the strength of heart and hand

(Let me live with the sun and the wind and the rain)
(While I plant my acres with golden grain)
Let me build my lovenest with a stick and stone
On the good green acres of home, my home
The good green acres of home