Old, Old House
New Riders of the Purple Sage Bob Weir
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There's an old house that once was a mansion
On a hill overlooking the town
Time has left wreckage where once there was beauty
And soon the old house will tumble down
When the leaves start to fall in the autumn
And the rain starts to drip through the trees
There's an old man who walks through the garden
And his head is bowed in memory
They say he built the house because of a woman
They planned to be married in the fall
But her love withered with the last blaze of the summer
And the house was left empty after all
When the leaves start to fall in the autumn
And the rain starts to drip through the trees
There's an old man who walks through the garden
And his head is bowed in memory
And his head is bowed in memory