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Cabin in the Woods
There is a cabin in the woods There is a light upon the shade Smoke drifts slowly out the chimney From the fire that they had made There is food upon the table As they go down upon their knees They're giving thanks to God above For all they have that meets their needs They had buried Grandpa Moses Back in the spring of fifty-five He was the one that had taught them Ev'rything they'd need to survive He had been hard but always fair And he prayed that they'd understand That there's only three things to respect That be God, family, and the land There have been doctors and teachers Quite a few travelled far and wide What e'er was done by family Was done with hand on heart and pride Only one had remained behind And continued farming the land For eighty years he carried on Until he could no longer stand Now the shutters on the windows Have long rotted into the dust The weather vane that swung freely Has been frozen solid with rust Half of the doors do not exist There are no remnants of handmade tweeds The wooden crosses in the yard Are being strangled by the weeds That old cabin's nearly falling down Most of the family has now passed Yet there's one that is still alive And he's planned to come back at last There's one cross in the corner yard It has no letters on its frame Soon will come forth words from his will And on that cross will be his name
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