The Little Old Log Cabin Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABABCDCD EFEFGHGD IJIJKGKGLL| When a man gits on his uppers in a hard pan sort of town | A |
| An' he ain't got nothin' comin' an' he can't afford ter eat | B |
| An' he's in a fix for lodgin' an' he wanders up an' down | A |
| An' you'd fancy he'd been boozin' he's so locoed 'bout the feet | B |
| When he's feelin' sneakin' sorry an' his belt is hangin' slack | C |
| An' his face is peaked an' gray like an' his heart gits down an' whines | D |
| Then he's apt ter git a thinkin' an' a wishin' he was back | C |
| In the little ol' log cabin in the shadder of the pines | D |
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| When he's on the blazin' desert an' his canteen's sprung a leak | E |
| An' he's all alone an' crazy an' he's crawlin' like a snail | F |
| An' his tongue's so black an' swollen that it hurts him fer to speak | E |
| An' he gouges down fer water an' the raven's on his trail | F |
| When he's done with care and cursin' an' he feels more like to cry | G |
| An' he sees ol' Death a grinnin' an' he thinks upon his crimes | H |
| Then he's like ter hev' a vision as he settles down ter die | G |
| Of the little ol' log cabin an' the roses an' the vines | D |
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| Oh the little ol' log cabin it's a solemn shinin' mark | I |
| When a feller gits ter sinnin' an' a goin' ter the wall | J |
| An' folks don't understand him an' he's gropin' in the dark | I |
| An' he's sick of bein' cursed at an' he's longin' fer his call | J |
| When the sun of life's a sinkin' you can see it 'way above | K |
| On the hill from out the shadder in a glory 'gin the sky | G |
| An' your mother's voice is callin' an' her arms are stretched in love | K |
| An' somehow you're glad you're goin' an' you ain't a scared to die | G |
| When you'll be like a kid again an' nestle to her breast | L |
| An' never leave its shelter an' forget an' love an' rest | L |
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