| This old house once knew his children
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| This old house once knew his wife
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| This old house was home and comfort
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| As they fought the storms of life
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| This old house once rang with laughter
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| This old house heard many shouts
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| Now he trembles in the darkness
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| When the lightning walks about
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| Ain’t a-gonna need this house no longer
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| Ain’t a-gonna need this house no more
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| Ain’t got time to fix the shingles
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| Ain’t got time to fix the floor
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| Ain’t got time to oil the hinges
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| Nor to mend the windowpane
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| Ain’t a-gonna need this house no longer
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| He’s a-getting ready to meet the saints
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| This old house is a-getting shaky
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| This old house is a-getting old
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| This old house lets in the rain
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| This old house lets in the cold
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| On his knees I’m getting chilly
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| But he feel no fear nor pain
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| 'Cause he see an angel peeking
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| Through a broken windowpane
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| Ain’t a-gonna need this house no longer
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| Ain’t a-gonna need this house no more
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| Ain’t got time to fix the shingles
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| Ain’t got time to fix the floor
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| Ain’t got time to oil the hinges
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| Nor to mend the windowpane
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| Ain’t a-gonna need this house no longer
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| He’s a-getting ready to meet the saints
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| This old house is afraid of thunder
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| This old house is afraid of storms
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| This old house just groans and trembles
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| When the night wind flings its arms
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| This old house is getting feeble
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| This old house is needing paint
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| Just like him it’s tuckered out
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| But he’s a-getting ready to meet the saints
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| Ain’t a-gonna need this house no longer
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| Ain’t a-gonna need this house no more
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| Ain’t got time to fix the shingles
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| Ain’t got time to fix the floor
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| Ain’t got time to oil the hinges
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| Nor to mend the windowpane
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| Ain’t a-gonna need this house no longer
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| He’s a-getting ready to meet the saints
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| This old house dog lies a-sleeping
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| He don’t know I’m gonna leave
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| Else he’d wake up by the fireplace
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| And he’d sit there and howl and grieve
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| But my hunting days are over
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| Ain’t gonna hunt the coon no more
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| Gabriel done brought in my chariot
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| When the wind blew down the door
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| Ain’t a-gonna need this house no longer
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| Ain’t a-gonna need this house no more
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| Ain’t got time to fix the shingles
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| Ain’t got time to fix the floor
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| Ain’t got time to oil the hinges
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| Nor to mend the windowpane
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| Ain’t a-gonna need this house no longer
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| He’s a-getting ready to meet the saints |