Little Old Shack

Tune: ???

 

They passed an ordinance in our town,
They said we'll have to tear it down,
That little old shack out back, so dear to me.
Thought the Health Department said,
Its day was over and dead,
It will stand forever in my memory.

Chorus:
Don't let them tear that little brown building down,
Don't let them tear that precious building down,
Don't let them tear that dear old building down,
For there's not another like it
In the country or in town.

It was not so long ago,
That I went tripping through the snow,
Out to that house behind my old hound dog,
Where I'd sit me down to rest,
Like a snowbird on his nest,
And read the Sears and Roebuck Catalogue.

I would hum a happy tune,
Peeping through the quarter moon,
As my daddy's kin had done before.
It was in that quite spot,
Daily cares could be forgot,
It gave the same relief to rich and poor.

Now it was not a castle fair,
But I could dream my future there,
And build my castles to the yellow-jackets drone.
I could orbit around the sun,
Fight with General Washington,
Or be a king upon a golden throne.

It wasn't fancy built at all,
We had newspapers on the wall.
It was air-conditioned in the wintertime.
It was just a humble hut,
But its door was never shut,
And a man could get inside without a dime.

Keywords: bathroom