The Old Piney Woods Lyrics:

Old hard time dwells in the old piney woods
In the old piney woods so gay
Yet the sun shines bright round my little cabin home
And the mocking bird sings night and day.
Poor massa is gone to his long long home
No more he will rally with the brave
He sleeps in death on the battlefield
And the stars now twinkle o'er his grave.

   Chorus
   Old hard times dwells in the old piney woods
   In the old piney woods once so gay
   Yet the sun shines bright round my little cabin home
   And the mocking bird sings night and day.

Carlo still watches by the garden gate
To welcome the absent home once more
The grass grows green on the little sandy path
And vines now hide the old rustic door.
Fond dreams of the past still cling to my heart
I roam through the pineys all the day
Lonely and sad where the wild flowers bloom
Weeping for the loved ones far away.

Old time is at work on the old farm house
The barn is fast falling to decay
The kind and the true with sorrow in their hearts
Now dwell in foreign lands far away.
There's no more work for the spade and the hoe
No cattle to feed nor grass to mow
The old blind horse and the young brindel cow
Is all that's left me to care for now.