Old Log Cabin in the Dell

A.W.AUNER, SONG PUBLISHER & PRINTER, Tenth and Race Sts., Philadelphia, pa.

Old Log Cabin in the Dell.

I am drifting down de hill of life,
I never can work any more;
But de home of childhood still I love
The same as in bright days of yore;
I’ve laid down de spade and de hoe,
With sorrow de heart ne’er can tell;
And now I’se gwine to lib and die
In de old log cabin in de dell.

When they speak of how I’se gwine to lib,
I don’t ‘zactly know how’twill be,
But I don’t spect want will eber come
While massa libs who set me free;
He always did like all de hands
He was sad when he bid dem farewell;
I don’t think he would see dem starve
In de old log cabin in de dell.

Many changes I have passed in life,
Some hard ones I don’t like to tell—
But dere soon must be anoder change
In de old log cabin in de dell!
De angel ob peace will be dere
Wid de keys of de home where he dwell;
And den I’ll bid a long farewell
To de old log cabin in de dell.

A. W. AUNER’S CARD JOB PRINTING ROOMS Tenth and Race Sts., Philadelphia, Pa.

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