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