Ode to the Little Brown Shack Out Back

Ode to the Little Brown Shack Out Back (Billy Edd Wheeler)

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They passed an ordinance in the town

They said we'd have to tear it down
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That little old shack out back so dear to me
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Though the Health Department said it's day was over and dead
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It will stand forever in my memory

Chorus
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Don't let 'em tear, that little brown building down
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Don't let 'em tear, that precious building down
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Don't let 'em tear that dear old building down
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There's not another like it in the country or the town

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It was not so long ago that I went tripping through the snow
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Out to that house behind my old hound dog
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Where I would sit me down to rest like a snowbird on his nest
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And I'd read that Sears and Roebuck catalog

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Oh I would hum a happy tune peepin' through the quarter moon
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As my daddy's kin had done so much before
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It was in that quiet spot, daily cares could be forgot
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And it gave the same relief to rich and poor

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Now it was not a castle fair but I could dream a future there
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Build my castles to the yellow jacket's drone
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I could orbit around the sun, fight with Gen,ral Washington
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Or be a king upon a golden throne

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It wasn't fancy built at all; we had newspapers on the wall
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It was air-conditioned in the winter time
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Oh it was just a humble hut but it's door was never shut
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And a man could get inside without a dime