Now I'm getting old and feeble and I cannot work no more That rusty bladed hoe I've laid to rest Old masters and old mistress they are sleeping side by side Their spirits now are roaming with the blest Things have changed about the place now and in darkness they have gone to another year and singing in the cane but the only friend that's left here is that good old dog of mine and the little old log cabin in the lane With timbers falling down and the roof all caved in Lets in the sunshine and the rain But there's angels watching over me when I lay down to sleep In my little old log cabin in the lane Now the footstrikes is growed up that led us 'round the hill The fences all gone to decay The pond it got dried up where we once did go to mill They got turned of course in other way I ain't got long to stay here but what little time I've got I'll try and rest contented while remain Until death shall call this dog and me to find a better home Than our little old log cabin in the lane With timbers falling down and the roof all caved in Lets in the sunshine and the rain But there's angels watching over me when I lay down to sleep In my little old log cabin in the lane