This ole house once knew my children, this ole house once knew my wife;
This ole house was home and comfort as we fought the storms of life.
This old house once rang with laughter, this old house heard many shouts;
Now she trembles in the darkness when the lightnin walks about.
Ain t a-gonna need this house no longer,
Ain t a-gonna need this house no more;
Ain t got time to fix the shingles, ain t got time to fix the floor,
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Ain t got time to oil the hinges nor to mend the win-dow-pane;
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Ain t gonna need this house no longer--
I m a-gettin ready to meet the saints.
This ole house is a-gettin shaky, this ole house is a-gettin old;
This ole house lets in the rain, this ole house lets in the cold.
Oh, my knees are a-gettin shaky, but I feel no fear nor pain,
Cause I see an angel peekin through a broken windowpane.
Repeat Refrain:
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 its arms.
This ole house is gettin feeble, this old house is needin paint;
Just like me it s tuckered out, but I m a-gettin ready to meet the saints.
Repeat Refrain:
My ol hound dog lies a-sleepin --he don t know I m gonna leave,
Else he d wake up by the fireplace and he d sit 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.
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