Daddy bought a hundred acres Outside of Birmingham Never knew a man to love better Than drivin' on his own land Dashboard of scratch off tickets Puttin miles on that old white truck Hauling around misfortune turning it into luck One day two knucklehead fools Come philandering over the hill Yeah I heard it was one of the Bradley's Or whichever one ain't in jail Slipped em down under the fence Drunk on Mountain Dew Straight up the double barrel side Of dad's sawed off bustaroo Cockin' back a grin he tells them Property line, property line You keep on your side, I'll stick on mine Come a wandering up this way a little too long You're sure to find The red hot smoking end of my property line Other night I did a month of drinking Y'all know how the story goes I found me a beautiful girl Her name was Darla... or was it Rose? Anyhow We barely even got to talking I's sucker punched right in the mouth By her 6 ft dang ex girlfriend Dear mama this ain't the south And they threw me into the bar Property line, property line You keep on your side, I'll stick on mine Come a wandering up this way a little too long You're sure to find The red hot smoking end of my property line So don't you come around again My property line