My new neighbor from the city Bought forty acres up the road He made his money in the market Now he's wearing cowboy clothes He's got no cows or chickens But the hat and boots look cool When he parties on the weekend Forty acres and a fool He says he's getting in to ranching He's got a pretty trophy wife Set her up in a Mcmansion But now he's trying to wreck my life He drives around in his new Hummer I tell my kids "don't walk to school" Took out my mailbox, squashed a possum Forty acres and a fool He don't need to borrow nuthin' 'Cause he's got one of every tool Installed a laptop on his Bobcat Then drove it right into the pool I never see his hands get dirty And I'm not jealous as a rule Can't get used to living next to Forty acres and a fool He goes to Cancun in the winter I get relief for a week or two Then he's back here with a vengeance Sometimes life can be so cruel The county officials are his buddies He uses money like a tool He wines and dines them on the weekends What's this country coming to? Forty acres and a fool