Log Cabin In The Lane Lyrics - Bill Monroe

I'm growing old and feeble and I can't work on more 

My rusty bladed hoe, I've laid to rest 

My mama and my papa they are sleeping side by side 

And their spirits now are roaming with the blessed 

Oh, the chimney's falling down and the roof is all caved in 

Letting in the sunshine and the rain 

And the only friend, I've got now is that good old dog of mine 

And that little old log cabin in the lane 

Oh, the paths have all grown up that led around the hill 

The fences have all gone to decay 

And the creeks have all dried up where we used to go to mill 

And things have changed their course another way 

Oh, I ain't got long to stay here, what little time I've got 

I want to rest content while I remain 

'Til death shall call this dog and me to find a better home 

Than that little old log cabin in the lane