This Old House

This ole house once knew my children
This ole house once knew my wife
This ole house was home and comfort
As we fought the storms of life

This old house once rang with laughter
This old 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 pane
Ain't a-gonna need this house no longer
I'm a-getting ready to meet the saints

This ole house is getting shaky, boy
This ole house is getting old
This ole house lets in the rain now
This ole house lets in the cold

Oh my knees I'm getting chilly
But I feel no fear or pain
Cause I see an angel peeking
Through a broken window pane

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 a-getting feeble
This old house is a-needing paint
Just like him it's tuckered out
But he's a-getting 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

Ain't got time to oil the hinges
Nor to mend the window-pane
Ain't a-gonna need this house no longer
He's a-getting ready to meet the saints