Fiddlin' John Carson - Little Old Log Cabin in the Lane (1924 г.) | Текст песни

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• Little Old Log Cabin in the Lane (1924 г.)

Now I'm getting old and feeble And I cannot work no more
That rusted bladed hoe 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
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 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

(«The Little Old Log Cabin in the Lane» является первой «документально зафиксированной» песней в стиле кантри, написанной в 1871 году Уиллом Хейссом из Кентукки. Спустя 53 года Фиддин Джон Карсон записывает эту композицию на пластинку.)

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