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Mt. McKinley - 1993
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This Old House
This old house once knew my children.
This old house once knew my wife.
This old 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 lightning walks about.
CHORUS:
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.
Ain't got time to oil the hinges
nor to mend the window pane,
Ain't a-gonna need this house no longer
I'm getting ready to meet the saints.
This old house is getting shaky.
This old house is getting old.
This old house lets in the rain.
This old house lets in the cold.
Oh my knees are a gettin' chilly
but I feel no fear nor pain,
'Cause I see an angel peekin'
thru a broken window pane.
CHORUS:
This old house is afraid of thunder.
This old house is afraid of storms.
This old house just groans and trembles
when the night wind flings its arms.
This old house is getting feeble.
This old house is needin' paint.
Just like me it's tuckered out,
but I'm getting ready to meet the saints.
CHORUS:
My old 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 & howl & 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.
CHORUS:
Just like this song never goes out of style, so too are scenes like this perpetually in style.
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