New Home Songtext
von Eric Bibb

I′m buildin' a new home ′cross the county line
I'm buildin' a new home ′cross the county line
Up on a high hill where the view′s so fine

Down in the lowlands, water taste like turpentine
Down in the lowlands, water taste like turpentine
I'm goin′ up the country where it tastes like cherry wine

I made a piece of money, but I won't say how
I made a piece of money, but I won′t say how
Bought my own 40 acres, my own mule and breakin' plow
Mm, bought my own 40 acres, don′t have to scrape and bow


I'm buildin' a new home ′cross the county line
I′m buildin' a new home ′cross the county line
Up on a high hill where the view's so fine

I heard a voice talkin′ like a radio in my head
I heard a voice talkin' like a radio in my head
I′m about to tell you just what it said
I'll put your feet on solid ground, by and by
I'll put your feet on solid ground, by and by
When the river gets to risin′, you′ll be high and dry

I'm buildin′ a new home 'cross the county line
I′m buildin' a new home ′cross the county line
Up on a high hill where the view's so fine
Up on a high hill, leave this ole shack behind