Kelsey Hudgins - It Ain't Mine Lyrics

Well there's the bed where they both laid
And ripped my world apart
And Flew off up to Kansas
Before it got too dark
Well I swear that if I see 'em
In their graves they will lay
But they're hiding up in Kansas where
No one knows their names

Well they stole two of my horse
Grandpa's saddle he left to me
And a jar of folding money
Buried neath that big oak tree
Well I tracked them up round Tulsa
Where they hopped a northbound train
And I swear that if I find 'em
I'll make 'em feel my pain

Come Hell or high water
Good Lord willin' the creek don't rise
On a stack of Bibles Tall as me
I swear I'll get my prize
On the banks of ol' Red River
Under cottonwood I pine
Diggin' me a hole, but it aint mine

Well that winter it was a cold one
But it brought an early Spring
Made do with what I had left
Nearly took my farm from me
Did plenty good come harvest
Bought back my Daddy's land
And I swear still if I find 'em I'll
Make 'em understand

Come Hell or high water
Good Lord willin' the creek don't rise
On a stack of Bibles Tall as me
I swear I'll get my prize
On the banks of ol' Red River
Under cottonwood I pine
Diggin' me a hole, but it aint mine

Well I heard a man from Detroit's
Making horses out of steel
Making easy work of travel
Now my word could be fulfilled
So I drove on up to Kansas
In the pouring f*ckin rain
Didn't leave there till I found 'em
Now they're buried with my shame

Come Hell or high water
Good Lord willin' the creek don't rise
On a stack of Bibles Tall as me
I swear I'll get my prize
On the banks of ol' Red River
Under cottonwood I pine
Diggin' me a hole, but it aint mine
Diggin' me a hole, but it aint mine
Fillin' up this hole, and it aint mine