th Fret Intro: One day the little house Was surprised to see A car on the dirt road Where a carriage used to be Pretty soon there were more And as time passed The surveyors came And drew a line in the grass The steam shovels dug, then the trucks brought stones Then the steam roller came and smoothed out the road The little house, she could never be sold So she sat and watched the building of the road First it was gasoline stations And roadside stands As roads became highways And carved up the land Everything moved Much faster than before Then the city came and knocked On the little house's door The steam shovels dug, then the trucks brought stones Then the steam roller came and smoothed out the road The little house, she could never be sold So she sat and watched the building of the road INTERLUDE: Lala lala lala la, lala lala lala la Lala lala lala la, lala lala lala la Lala lala lala la, lala lala lala la Lala lala lala la, lala lala lala la ## Spoken ## No more children playing in the brook No more daisies covering the hill No more harvest gatherings No more apple trees in blossom OUTRO: Lala lala lala la, lala lala la la la