This Old House

This is the song that kept going thru my head during the night.    It fits right in with the way this old body I live in feels now.  I have to admit that I am looking forward to getting my NEW BODY as the pain and inability to do so many things is really getting to me.  I am used to being able to do things myself and not having to get help for simple things.  Hard for an Ol’ Polish Woman to admit to.

Jackie Juntti

idzrus@earthlink.net

Maranatha – the Lord is Coming!!

This Old House

This old house once knew my children
This old house once knew my wife
This old 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 it trembles in the darkness
When the lightning walks about

Ain’t gonna need this house no longer
Ain’t 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 no window pane
Ain’t gonna need this house no longer
I’m gettin’ ready to meet the saints

This old house is gettin’ shaky
This old house is gettin’ old
This old house lets in the rain
This old house lets the cold
On my knees are gettin’ chilly
But I feel no fear or pain
‘Cause I see an angel peepin’
Through the broken window pane

Ain’t gonna need this house no longer
Ain’t 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 no window pane
Ain’t gonna need this house no longer
I’m gettin’ ready to meet the saints

This old house is gettin’ shaky
This old house is gettin’ old
This old house lets in the rain
This old house lets in the cold
On his knees he’s gettin’ chilly
But he feels no fear or pain
‘Cause he sees an angel peepin’
Through a broken window pane

Ain’t gonna need this house no longer
Ain’t 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 no window pain
Ain’t gonna need this house no longer
I’m getting ready to meet the saints

This old house is afraid of thunder
This old house is afraid of storms
This old house just blows and trembles
When the night cames after dawn
This old house is getting fragile
This old house is in need of paint
Just like me it’s starting to die
I’m getting ready to meet the saints

Ain’t gonna need this house no longer
Ain’t 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 no window pain
Ain’t gonna need this house no longer
I’m getting ready to meet the saints

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