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This ole house once knew my children.
This ole house once knew my life.
This ole house was home and
comfort
as we lived through storm and strife.
This ole house once rang with laughter.
This ole house heard many shouts.
Now
she trembles in the darkness
when the lightning walks about.
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 mend the window panes.
Ain't a-gonna need this house no longer.
I'm a-gettin' ready to meet the
saints.
This ole house is gettin' shaky.
This ole house is gettin' old.
This ole house lets in the rain.
This
ole house lets in the cold.
On my knees I'm gettin' shaky,
but I feel no fear or pain,
'cause I see an angel peekin'
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.
I ain't got time to oil the hinges,
nor to mend the
window panes.
Ain't a-gonna need this house no longer.
I'm a-gettin' 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 gettin' feeble.
This old house is needin' paint.
Just like me it's tuckered
out,
but I'm a-gettin' ready to meet the saints.
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.
I ain't got time to oil
the hinges,
nor to mend the window panes.
Ain't gonna need this house no longer.
I'm a-gettin' ready to meet the
saints.
I'm gettin' ready to meet the saints
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