oh my little cabin on the hill wont you come sit with me a spell sit back and rock in my rocking chair listen to the rain hit the tin roof as you think and just stare oh my little cabin on the hill where there no worrys or no cares and you can drink water from my spring dont worry about what the day will bring oh my little cabin on the hill hear the birds as the sing watch out bears may come around but isnt this better then living in town. oh my little cabin on the hill--by charlotte
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Posted: Oct 2011
About this poem:
It just a made up song because Id love to live in a cabin in the hills
Comments (1)
thanks for sharing.