Joanna Newsom - '81 Lyrics

I found a little plot of landin the garden of Edenit was dirt and dirt is all the sameI tilled it with my two handsand I called it my very ownThere was no one to dispute my claimWell, you'd be shocked at the state of thingsThe whole place had just cleared right outIt was hotter than hell, so I lay me by a springFor a spell as naked as a troutThe wandering eye that I have caughtIs as hot as a