Standard (EADGBE)

This ole house once knew his children,

 this ole house once knew his wife.

 This ole house was home and comfort,

 as they fought the storms of life.

This old house once rang with laughter,

 this old house heard many shouts.

 Now he trembles in the darkness,

 when the lightnin' walks about.

Chorus

Ain't a-gonna need this house no longer,

 ain't a-gonna need this house no more.

 Ain't got time to fix the shingles,

 ain't got time to fix the floor.

 Ain't got time to oil the hinges,

 Nor to mend the windowpanes.

 Ain't a-gonna need this house no longer,

 He's a-gettin' ready to meet the Saints.

This ole house is a-gettin' shaky,

 this ole house is a-gettin' old.

 This ole house lets in the rain,

 This ole house lets in the cold.

Oh, his knees are gettin' chilly,

 but he feels no fear nor pain.

 Cause he sees an Angel peekin'

 through a broken windowpane.

Chorus

Ain't a-gonna need this house no longer,

 ain't a-gonna need this house no more.

 Ain't got time to fix the shingles,

 ain't got time to fix the floor.

 Ain't got time to oil the hinges,

 Nor to mend the windowpanes.

 Ain't a-gonna need this house no longer,

 He's a-gettin' ready to meet the Saints.

This ole house is afraid of thunder,

 this ole house is afraid of storms.

 This ole house just groans and trembles,

 when the night wind flings its arms.

This ole house is gettin' feeble,

 this old house is needin' paint.

 Just like him it's tuckered out,

 but he's a-gettin' ready to meet the Saints.

Chorus

Ain't a-gonna need this house no longer,

 ain't a-gonna need this house no more.

 Ain't got time to fix the shingles,

 ain't got time to fix the floor.

 Ain't got time to oil the hinges,

 Nor to mend the windowpanes.

 Ain't a-gonna need this house no longer,

 He's a-gettin' ready to meet the Saints.

My ole hound dog lies a-sleepin',

 he don't know I'm gonna leave.

 Else he'd wake up by the fireplace,

 and he'd sit there and howl and grieve.

But my huntin' days are over,

 ain't gonna hunt the 'coon no more.

 Gabriel done brought in my chariot,

 when the wind blew down the door.

Chorus

Ain't a-gonna need this house no longer,

 ain't a-gonna need this house no more.

 Ain't got time to fix the shingles,

 ain't got time to fix the floor.

 Ain't got time to oil the hinges,

 Nor to mend the windowpanes.

 Ain't a-gonna need this house no longer,

 I'm a-gettin' ready to meet the Saints.

An eighties smash from Kraziekhat.