Rabbit Song

These hills have been my home for eighty years come next Monday Since sixty five it's just been this old dog and me My woman was called home to be with the Lord in Glory My life has been a good one but my journey's end I see Seems like the rabbits run much faster than they used to Every year the hillsides get harder to climb Seems like the autumn turns too quickly in to winter Won't be long til me an this old dog will say goodby Instead of sleeping over in the corner by the fireplace That old dog would run and hunt all day Not too long ago we went out among the corn rows Making the memories that are on my mind today Seems like the rabbits run much faster than they used to Every year the hillsides get harder to climb Seems like the autumn turns too quickly in to winter Won't be long til me an this old dog will say goodby