Little White Washed Chimney - Bill Clifton

作词：Bill Clifton

作曲：Bill Clifton

Where the Mississippi washed

On the sunny southern shores

And the steamboat comes

A puffing round the bend

There's a little old log cabin

With a grape vine over the door

And a little white washed chimney at the end

I'm going back yes

Going back to the place I love so well

To the folks who'll want me all their own again

In that little old log cabin

With the grape vine over the door

And a little white washed chimney at the end

Oh I went away up north where they told me I would find

Money hanging around like apples on a tree

But it was as my sweetheart told me there was nothing of the kind

And the weather was so cold I thought I'd freeze

I'm going back yes

Going back to the place I love so well

To the folks who'll want me all their own again

In that little old log cabin

With the grape vine over the door

And a little white washed chimney at the end

I can see the smoke a rising

From the little chimney top

As it welcomes me and greets me on the breeze

Then I will start a running

And I know I'll never stop

Till I've landed in that cabin on my knees

I'm going back yes

Going back to the place I love so well

To the folks who'll want me all their own again

In that little old log cabin

With the grape vine over the door

And a little white washed chimney at the end