"This Ole' House / When The Saints" lyrics - THE OAK RIDGE BOYS

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 she 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 the window pane
Ain't gonna need this house no longer
I'm getting ready to meet the saints

This old house is getting shaky
This old house is getting old
This old house lets in the rain
This old house lets in the cold
On my knees I'm getting chilly
But I feel no fear or pain
'Cause I see an angel peeking through
A broken window pane

My old hound dog lies a-sleeping
He don't know I'm gonna leave
Else he'd wake up by the fireplace
He'd just sit there and howl and grieve
But my hunting days are over
Ain't gonna hunt the 'coon no more
Gabriel done brought in chariot
When the wind blew down the door

When the Saints go marching in
Oh when the Saints go marching in
Oh Lord I want to be in that number
When the Saints go marching in