Ode to the Little Brown Shack out Back

They pa*sed an ordinance in the town they said we'd have to tear it down That little old shack out back so dear to me Though the health department said its day was over and dead It will stand forever in my memory Don't let them tear that little brown building down Don't let them tear that precious building down Don't let them tear that dear old building down There's not another like it in the country or the town It was not so long ago that I went tripping through the snow Out to that house behind my old hound dog Where I would sit me down to rest like a snowbird on his nest And I'd read that Sears and Roebuck catalog Oh I would hum a happy tune peeping through the quarter moon As my daddy's kin had done so much before It was in that quiet spot daily cares could be forgot And it gave the same relief to rich and poor Don't let them tear... Now it was not a castle fair but I could dream of future there Build my castle to the yellow jackets drone I could orbit round the sun fight with General Washington Or be a king upon a golden throne It wasn't fancy built at all we had newspapers on the wall It was air-conditioned in the wintertime Oh it was just an humble hut but its door was never shut And a man could get inside without a dime Don't let them tear...