This Old House

This ole house once knew my children This ole house once knew my wife This ole house was home and confort As we fought the storms of life. This ole house once rang with laughter This ole house heard many a shout Now she trembles in the darkness When the lightnin' walks about. I ain't gonna need this house no longer Ain't a gonna need this house no more Ain't got time to fix his shingles Ain't got time to fix the door. Ain't got time to oil the hinges Nor to mind the window panes I ain't gonna need this house no longer I'm gettin' ready to meet the saints. This ole house is a gettin' shaky This ole house is a gettin' old This ole house stands in the rain This ole house stands in the cold. Oh, my knees are gettin' chilly But I feel no fear or pain 'Cause I see an angel a peekin' Through a broken window pane. This ole house is afraid of thunder This ole house is afraid of storms This ole house just groans and trembles When the night wind flings his arms. This ole house is a gettin' feeble This ole house is a needin' paint Just like me it's tuckered out But I'm gonna get ready to meet the saints. Now my hound dog lies a-sleepin' He don't know I'm gonna leave Else he'd wake up by the fireplace And he'd set there and howl and grieve. But my huntin' days are over Ain't gonna hunt the coon no more Gabriel done brought in my chariot When the wind blew down the door.... --- This Old House - Jimmy Dean