Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Old Courthouse, artist - Faron Young. Date of issue: 01.01.2022
Song language: English
Old Courthouse |
| A hello oh hello Jim |
| Yeah I just walked in the house myself |
| Oh it’s a fact alright they’re gonna tear the ol' courthouse down |
| I heard about it in town just before I left |
| Municipal buildin' some of 'em said they’re gonna call it |
| Bigger and better all around |
| Naw they ain’t gonna have no votin' on it |
| They just decided to tear the ol' courthouse down |
| Oh I’m like you Jim I reckon I hate to see it go |
| Why when I’s just a boy in my teens |
| Pa brought me to town for the first time |
| That was the first big buildin' I’d ever seen |
| Later bought the license to marry the woman there |
| Paid taxes on my first piece of land |
| Voted the first time right there in them ol' wooden halls |
| I reckon that ol' buildin' watched a lot of us grow into men |
| Got the children’s birth certificates there |
| All of 'em still livin' 'cept one |
| It was the big war Jim you remember |
| You remember doncha that’s where we lost him |
| The rest of 'ems all married up now and |
| They got little time for us ol' folks |
| I reckon that new buildin’s for them |
| Yeah it’s gonna be a big one cover the square |
| Won’t have a yard yeah right out to the street |
| Course that ain’t gonna leave no room to argue religion and politics |
| Or the champion checker players to meet |
| You know now that they’re tearin' that ol' courthouse down |
| It seems like I’m losin' a friend |
| Dad burn it Jim that buildin' ain’t no older than I am |
| Guess a feller oughta prepare I reckon for the end |
| What’s that you say Jim |
| Oh yeah I’ll meet you there in town Saturday like I always have |
| Why I guess out in the street I guess Jim |
| Yeah but then the courthouse and the wooden benches’ll all be gone |
| There won’t be no where to sit down and rest |
| Hey Jim 'fore you ring off you know I’s thinkin' |
| If there’s ever day place in the Promise Land you know |
| An off duty congregation ground |
| I believe I’d be happy with that ol' courthouse yard |
| Where our Lord’ll walk up and say welcome |
| Here’s your place come on feller |
| Sit down sit down |
| When the roll is called up yonder I’ll be there |