I'm on the old shack You got to take a ride We keep the bones off the city and live from day to night I don't give a damn shit about a peak generation
Big old house on the hill I sat on the windowsill Leaning out on the breeze Do I dwell in memories Or let them be? I can still hear you sing I see you
This old house was once for dancing, This old house once filled with joy. With its beauty so entrancing, Every little girl and boy. Now its halls are
I left my old home in the mountains And the only friends I ever had And while I rambled this world over My heart felt so lonely and sad I'm going back
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
This sad old house has missed you so although you left us long ago But if you just walk through that door this sad old old house would smile once more
(They're selling the homeplace today) Yeah they're sellin' me out today just lost too much money too many years in a row And since pa died I ain't got
1, 2, 3 Oh if this old house could talk What a story it would tell It would tell about the good times And the bad times as well It would tell about the
Dieses Haus ist alt und häalich dieses Haus ist kahl und leer Denn seit mehr als fünzig Jahren da bewohnt es keiner mehr Dieses Haus ist halb
This old house is burning down tonight I'm gonna watch it burn I'm gonna stand out in the road This old house is burning down tonight Front porch, back
It's been ten long years since I left my home In the hollow where I was born Where the cool fall nights make the woods smell right And the fox hunter
He lives in a old house on the hill This elderly man of dark secrets Haunted by the memories decades ago Which shaped this man throughout his life The
Back in the days of my childhood In the evening when everything was still I used to sit and listen to the foxhounds With my dad in the old Kentucky hills
There's an old old house that once was a mansion On a hill overlookin' the own Where time's left a wreck where once was a beauty And soon the old house
You're a bottle cap away From pushing me too far Well, the problem's getting big And it's a compact car So I won't feel so bad I did all I could do Now
Every night it's the same old plan And I leave work at five-o-five Been doing my best to forget about her But she's driving me out of my mind When I
(4:44) Written by Neil Young, Published by Silver Fiddle Music (c) 1988. Recorded May 4th, 1988. Midnight, that old clock keeps ticking, The kids are
