Misc Traditional - The old hickory cane

^EHow well I remember when ^AI was a ^Eboy, We lived in the old-fashioned ^B7home; ^EThe chimney was deep, and the ^Astone hearth was ^Ebroad, The fire-dogs how ^B7brightly they s^Ehone. ^EThe spirit of mischief seemed e^Aver in ^Eplay; ^EWe tried to keep still, but in ^B7vain; ^EThe signal for quiet I ^Ane'er shall for^Eget- ^EThe thump of the ^B7old hick'ry ^Ecane.

^AThe old hick'ry cane, the ^Eold hick'ry cane, The cane that is knotty and ^B7worn; ^EOur father's companion, the ^Astaff of his^B7 Eye ^EIts absence he n^B7e'er could have b^Eorne

^ETwas pleasant when living f^Aar out on the ^Efarm; How welcome the old dinner-^B7horn; ^EThe long winter evenings brought ^Acider and ^Efruit. And popping of ^B7chestnuts and ^Ecorn. ^EWe thought it a treat when, with ^Ahand on his^E cane. ^EOur father a story would t^B7ell; ^EEach eye would be bent on his ^Agood-natured ^Eface; ^EAh! me, I remember it well.

^AThe old hick'ry cane, the ^Eold hick'ry cane, The cane that is knotty and ^B7worn; ^EOur father's companion, the ^Astaff of his ^B7Eye ^EIts absence he n^B7e'er could have b^Eorne.

^EThe high-backed, old arm-chair looks ^Asilent and^E lone; His Bible is lying there ^B7still. ^EFor time laid the snows of old ^Aage on his h^Eead, And bent the tall ^B7form to his w^Eill. ^EA niche in the corner still h^Aolds the old^E cane; ^EThe hand that caressed it is ^B7cold; ^EWe laid him to rest, but, st^Aill, ever w^Be keep ^EThe cane that is ^B7knotty and ol^Ed.

^AThe old hick'ry cane, the^E old hick'ry cane, The cane that is knotty and ^Bworn; ^EOur father's companion, the ^Astaff of his^B Eye ^EIts absence he n^B7e'er could have ^Eborne.