Acres is the place to be
Farm livin' is the life for me.
Land spreadin' out so far and wide,
Keep Manhattan, just give me that countryside.
New York is where I'd rather stay
I get allergic smelling hay.
I just adore a penthouse view.
Darling, I love you but give me Park Avenue.
You are my wife!
Good-bye, city life!
Stompin Acres we are there.