This Ole House

(альбом: The Tillotson Touch - 1964)

This ole house once I knew my children this ole house once I knew my wife
This ole house was joy and comfort as we fought the storms of life
This ole house once rang with laughter this ole house heard many a shouts
Now she trembles in the darkness when the lightning walks about

I 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 mingle the window panes
I ain't gonna need this house no longer, I'm getting ready to meet the saints

This ole house is a getting shaky this ole house is a getting old
This ole house stands in the rain this ole house stands in the cold
Oh, my knees are getting chilly but I feel no fear or pain
Cause I can see an angel peeking through a broken window pane

I 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 mingle the window panes
I ain't gonna need this house no longer, I'm getting ready to meet the saints

This ole house is afraid of thunder this ole house is afraid of storms
This ole house just groans and trembles when the night come flings his arms
This ole house is a getting feeble this ole house is a needing paint
Just like me it's tuckered out but I'm gonna get ready to meet the saints

I 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 mingle the window panes
I ain't gonna need this house no longer, I'm getting ready to meet the saints
I ain't gonna need this house no longer, I'm getting ready to meet the saints