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A While strolling a-D long in the A country Re-E7 viewing the scenes new and A old I found an old-D fashioned log A cabin So E7 beautiful there to be-A hold; A D stranger was standing in A silence His E7 eyes firmly fixed on the A door My heart ached in D pity to A see him For E7 these were the words that it A bore.
And the sign D read "An old A cabin FOR SALE An E7 old OAKEN BUCKET and A WELL." "EASY TERMS, just D keep a A log on the fire And a E7 light burning bright in the A dell." Many D years an old couple did A patiently look For their E7 boy whose last promise did A fail Now the old rockin' D chair will be A rocking no more There's an E7 old log cabin for A sale.
A welcome I read on the floor mat An old braided rug by the door The hands of an angel had made it With many a pray'r - prayed before; In an old rockin' chair, long she waited For one glimpse of him how she yearned And now he was standing in silence Too late, yes, too late he'd returned.
And the sign D read "An old A cabin FOR SALE An E7 old OAKEN BUCKET and A WELL." "EASY TERMS, just D keep a A log on the fire And a E7 light burning bright in the A dell." Many D years an old couple so A patiently looked For their E7 boy whose last promise did A fail Now the old rockin' D chair will be A rocking no more There's an E7 old log cabin for A sale.
How long has it been since you've written A letter to mother and dad? How long has it been since you've seen them Why don't you make their hearts glad? Too soon will the old home be vacant A candle light gleaming no more Don't wait till too late to remember There may be a sign on the door. TAG: There's ...no ...place ...like ...home.