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Robert W Service - Good-Bye, Little Cabin
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O dear little cabin, I`ve loved you so long, 
And now I must bid you good-bye! 
I`ve filled you with laughter, I`ve thrilled you with song, 
And sometimes I`ve wished I could cry. 
Your walls they have witnessed a weariful fight, 
And rung to a won Waterloo: 
But oh, in my triumph I`m dreary to-night — 
Good-bye, little cabin, to you! 

Your roof is bewhiskered, your floor is a-slant, 
Your walls seem to sag and to swing; 
I`m trying to find just your faults, but I can`t — 
You poor, tired, heart-broken old thing! 
I`ve seen when you`ve been the best friend that I had, 
Your light like a gem on the snow; 
You`re sort of a part of me — Gee! but I`m sad; 
I hate, little cabin, to go. 

Below your cracked window red raspberries climb; 
A hornet`s nest hangs from a beam; 
Your rafters are scribbled with adage and rhyme, 
And dimmed with tobacco and dream. 
"Each day has its laugh", and "Don`t worry, just work". 
Such mottoes reproachfully shine. 
Old calendars dangle — what memories lurk 
About you, dear cabin of mine! 

I hear the world-call and the clang of the fight; 
I hear the hoarse cry of my kind; 
Yet well do I know, as I quit you to-night, 
It`s Youth that I`m leaving behind. 
And often I`ll think of you, empty and black, 
Moose antlers nailed over your door: 
Oh, if I should perish my ghost will come back 
To dwell in you, cabin, once more! 

How cold, still and lonely, how weary you seem! 
A last wistful look and I`ll go. 
Oh, will you remember the lad with his dream! 
The lad that you comforted so. 
The shadows enfold you, it`s drawing to-night; 
The evening star needles the sky: 
And huh! but it`s stinging and stabbing my sight — 
God bless you, old cabin, good-bye!
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