The Little Old Log Cabin In The Lane - Fiddlin John Carson

Now, I’m getting old and feeble and I cannot work no more

My rusty bladed hoe I’ve laid to rest

Ol' masters and old mistress, they are sleeping side by side

Their spirits now are roaming with the blessed

Things have changed about the place now and in darkness they have gone

To another year and singing in the cane

But the only friend that’s left here is that good old dog of mine

And the little old log cabin in the lane

Timbers falling down and the roof all caved in

Lets in the sunshine and the rain

But there’s angels watching over me when I lay down to sleep

In my little old log cabin in the lane

Now this footpath is growed up that led us 'round the hill

The fence is all gone to decay

The pond, it done dried up where we walked to the mill

Things got turned in course another way

Well, I ain’t got long to stay here, what little time I’ve got

I’ll try and rest contented while remain

Until death shall call this dog and me to find a better home

Than our little old log cabin in the lane

Timbers falling down and the roof all caved in

Lets in the sunshine and the rain

But there’s angels watching over me when I lay down to sleep

In my little old log cabin in the lane