Four Strings Still Sing

That old porch creaks when I walk Green moss grows on the cedar rail That old kettle starts to talk The evening sky begins to pale Rocking chair by the stove Still looking for a new song Sounds echo off the cove No company for oh so long Turn my lantern down low Tricklin' brook travels below Once this five string taught me how So I feel a bit less lonely, even now Four strings still sing for me Four strings still ring for me It keeps time in the dark Shootin' stars leave their mark Four strings still sing for me Four strings still ring for me All I have is this cabin and a floor Suits me fine that's for shore Got to fix that screen door But I clean the mud off my boots Pile a pine on the floor Even split them old, knotted roots The summer nights come in slow, a-setting of the evening dew I strike that broken banjo That missing string reminds me of you Turn my lantern down low Tricklin' brook travels below Once this five string taught me how So I feel a bit less lonely, even now Four strings still sing for me Four strings still ring for me It keeps time in the dark Shootin' stars leave their mark Four strings still sing for me Four strings still ring for me All I have is this cabin and a floor Suits me fine that's for shore When winter frost hits the ground That old roof wants to creak No gut string to be found Melodies play mild and meek No neighbours for me to ring Just this cabin and flame That one missing string Still calls out your name Four strings still sing for me Four strings still ring for me It keeps time in the dark Shootin' stars leave their mark Four strings still sing for me Four strings still ring for me All I have is this cabin and a floor Suits me fine that's for shore Four strings still sing for me Four strings still ring for me Got my old banjo With no place for me to go That one missing string Still calls out your name When I play this broken banjo [End]