Little Old Log Cabin In The Lane

Well I’m getting old and feeble and I cannot work no more
I cannot stand the sunshine or the rain
And the only friend I have left is that good ol’ dog of mine
In that little old log cabin in the lane

The paths have all growed up now that led around the hill
The fences have all gone to decay
And the creeks have all dried up where we used to go to mill
And things have changed their course another way

I ain’t got long to stay here what little time I’ve got
I want to rest content while I remain
Til’ death shall call this dog and me to find a better home
Than that little old log cabin in the lane

Chorus
Oh the chimney’s falling down and the roof is all caved in
Letting in the sunshine and the rain
And the only friend I have left is that good ol’ dog of mine
In that little old log cabin in the lane