The Old House

Graphic © IGK (DW) 2003

The old house she sits on some old farm ground

Trees and squirrels maybe a bobcat’s growling sound

There’s a corral round back to keep the animals close

But she has seen better times I think she’s missin a post

The sky she’s gray not knowing if she’ll rain or not

You can bet your behind sure can’t be too hot

Could be muggy though in the tree’s and the grass

Depends if the wind will be blowin yer ass

The weeds have grown over the fence in the front

Cant seem to see what could be behind all that junk

She was pretty and happy all those years back

But then her owner up and grabbed his pack

Had lots of kids and laughter to carry her though

Now she just don’t know what she’s gonna do

Hey look there’s a fine young lass

she’s been lookin for heaven and found it at last

She will take the machete and cut down all the weeds

She will pretty it up and do great deeds

Spiritangel has arrived no need to fear

Y’all come back now, ya hear!