this ole 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 ole house heard many shouts.
Now she trembles in the darkness when the lightning walks about.
Ain't agona need this house no longer;
ain't agona 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 no window panes.
Ain't goona need this house no longer;
I'm getting ready to meet the saints.
This ole house is a gettin' shaky;
this ole house is a gettin' old.
This ole house lets in the rain;
this ole house lets in the cold.
On my knees I'm gettin' chilly, but I feel no fear nor pain.
'Cause I see an angel peekin' through a broken window pane.
Ain't agona need this house no longer;
ain't agona 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 no window panes.
Ain't goona 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 wind flings its arms.
This ole house is a-gettin' feeble;
this ole house is a-neein' paint.
Just like me it's tuckered out,
but a gettin' ready to meet the saints.
Ain't agona need this house no longer;
ain't agona 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 no window panes.
Ain't goona need this house no longer;
I'm getting ready to meet the saints.
My ole 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 and howl and 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.
Ain't agona need this house no longer;
ain't agona 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 no window panes.
Ain't goona need this house no longer;
I'm getting ready to meet the saints.










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"Art is not what you see but what you make others see." Edgar Degas, French artist (1834-1917)
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Not only that, but I used to keep some box turtles when I was a kid. Your photos brought back some nice memories.
Hey, and a fellow Missourian to boot. Don't see very many of those around here.
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"Art is not what you see but what you make others see." Edgar Degas, French artist (1834-1917)
i think lol
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pls take a look ~> [link]
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The science inspires the dream, the dream creates the art...the art fuels the dream and continues to inspire the science!
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