City Man Land Grab | Russ Robson (Official Video)

Russ Robson
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Published 2024-08-01
Russ Robson's new song, "City Man Land Grab," is a poignant ballad that captures the struggle of a young man fighting to protect his family's homestead from encroaching developers and city planners. With a narrative reminiscent of a scene from Yellowstone, the song is a stark and moving tribute to the enduring bond between people and their land. Accompanied only by his guitar, Robson's never-ending fingerpicking and warm, almost haunting voice transport listeners to the back of a horse, riding through untouched fields. "City Man Land Grab" resonates deeply, celebrating the resilience needed to defend one's home and the sacred duty of caring for the land that sustains us.

Written and performed by Russ Robson

Vocals and Acoustic Guitar: Russ Robson

Recorded and produced by Pete Swann @ Attitude Productions

Video by Lucky Pineapple Photography

To support me directly and purchase a digital download, follow link below:
russrobson.bandcamp.com/track/city-man-land-grab


Where I am
Where I stand
On this piece of dirt
Spit and curse
Built a life with these two hands
I got a letter from the city
About the burden of my home
And the relief they plan to give me
By taking what I own
City man land grab

Well they come from the suburbs
Never felt a sting
Daddy paid their way through school
I had to fight for all my things
He gave them all big box stores
Condos up real high
You can take your lease and tear it to pieces
Burn it in the fire
City man land grab

I buried my dog in them woods
My father on the hill
I took a lesson from the wolves
And learned to fight for my meals
I watched the horses graze the fields
Learned to shoot for the kill
If you ain’t got no sense
Or home for your bones
Well I can help with that

When a man could own his labor
He could stow away some pay
Well they raised the price of living
So you rent each breath you take
I ain’t got time for reading
All the new laws that they make
Ain’t no fancy piece of paper give you the right to take
What ain’t yours to take
That’s just war you wage

Oh, oh
See I buried my dog in them woods
My father on the hill
I took a lesson from the wolves
And learned to fight for my meals
I watched the horses graze the fields
Learned to shoot for the kill
If you ain’t got no sense
Or home for your bones
Well I can help with that

If you ain’t got no sense
Or home for your bones
Well I can help with that
All Comments (13)
  • @newdigs2001
    Looking forward to seeing you perform this later this summer, Russ! Great tune. Thanks, Ian
  • @askthewindmusic
    This is a so well done. Beautiful and heart wrenching songwriting, and a soulful performance. Well done!
  • @anadaneen70
    Youtube dropped you in my suggested watches! Your voice was designed for story telling through song! I was pleased to bare witness to this one! Thank you for sharing! Im sure the Pigeon Forge eminent domain case drama unfolding on the nations stage right now is a testimony in and of itself that this piece will be rooted in history! WELL DONE!❤
  • @bridgerdemers3349
    I would enjoy sitting around a bonfire jam session with you someday my friend. Amazing story!