They're Tearing Away The Old Place
John D. Laudremilk
They're tearing away the old place the old place where I grew up
They're tearing away the old place and building a parking lot
There goes my favorite maple my tree house and Tarzan swing
They're tearing away the old place with every board and brick
Oh how my poor heart pains
Oh the man that owns the land said we'd have to move
We had been written from him since I was going on two
Bulldozers in our gardens mother's flowers all gone
Daddy's favorite mantel somebody's taking home
Windows and doors they're loadin' I recognize each one
They're tearing away the old place
Each nail and shingle I love each single one
Each nail and shingle I love each single one