VERSE: While strolling along in the country Reviewing the scenes new and old I found an old fashion log cabin So beautiful there to behold A stranger was standing in silence His eyes firmly fixed on the door My heart ached in pity to see him For these were the words that it bore CHORUS: And the sign read an old cabin for sale An old oaken bucket and well Easy terms, just keep a log on the fire And a light burning bright in the dell Many years an old couple so patiently looked For the boy whose last promise did fail Now the old rocking chair will be rocking no more There's an old log cabin for sale VERSE A welcome I read on the floor mat An old braided rug by the door The hands of an angle had made it With many a prayer prayed before In an old rocking chair, long she waited For one glimpse of him how she yearned And now he was standing in silence Too late, yes, too late he'd returned CHORUS: TAG:There's no place like home