 This old house is a-gittin' shaky. This old house is a-gittin' old. This old house flips in the rain. And this old house flips in the cold. On my knees, I'm a-gittin' chilly. But I feel no fear of pain. Cause I see an angel pickin' through a broken window pane. Ain't a-gonna need this house no longer. Ain't a-gonna need this house no more.