I won't live no moreΒ Β in that old shrunk white house. I'll live in them woods. I'll live in them fields. I'll live in them mountains or on the beach. I won't have to listen to all them dumb ads on TV, all them commercials about fat burgers that will **** ya, cheap, glossy fake diamond rings, new cars that look all alike, insurance guys that make me sick. I'll lie under the sky and sing to them stars, kiss the sun good morning, enjoy the company of deer and squirrels, find the freshest air and breathe it, the clearest water and drink it. I'll be free 'til I die, and free forevermore when I do. I won't live no more in that old shrunk white house.