Now I'm getting old and feeble(слабый, немощный) And I cannot work no more That rusted bladed hoe(мотыга) I've laid to rest Old master and old missus They are sleeping side by side Their spirits now are roaming with the blesssed Things have changed about the place now And the darkies they have gone I used to hear them singing in the cane(тростник) But the only friend that's left here Is that good old dog of mine And the little old log cabin in the lane The chimney's(дымоход) falling down And the roof's all caved in Lets in the sunshine and the rain But there're angels watching over me When I lay down to sleep In my little old log cabin in the lane
Now the footpath is growed up That led us round the hill The fences are all going to decay, The pond it's done dried up where we once did go to mill Things have turned its course another way Well I ain't got long to stay here What little time I've got I'll try and rest contented while remain Until death shall call this dog and me to find a better home Than our little old log cabin in the lane.
The chimney's falling down And the roof's all caved in Lets in the sunshine and the rain But there're angels watching over me When I lay down to sleep In my little old log cabin in the lane