Tiny Little House

Tiny Little House

1. On a tiny little house down the block | Someone put a notice up
Then they came once more with a twenty-four-yard dumpster.
It took about two hours last Tuesday morn
Backhoe comes, then it’s gone
And it seemed like a metaphor for something.

2. It was once a really fine new house | Then it was a wee, old house
And now it’s destined for that twenty-four-yard dumpster
It took about two hours last Tuesday morn
Backhoe comes, then it’s gone
And it seemed like a metaphor for something.

3. When that linoleum was new in fifty-four
You should’a seen that checkerboard!
Now it’s pieces stored in a twenty-four-yard dumpster
It took about two hours last Tuesday morn
Backhoe comes, then it’s gone
And it seemed like a metaphor for something.

Bridge:
Ninety years of climbing narrow stairs
Ninety years of praying weary prayers
Ninety years of stories told in boards
But the walls just aren’t true anymore.

4. Cedar siding that was cupped, grayed and worn
Curly shingles holding on
I stood and watched them go in a twenty-four-yard dumpster
It took about two hours last Tuesday morn
Backhoe comes, then it’s gone
And it seemed like a metaphor for something.


Words and music by Bret Hesla.
© 2021 Bret Hesla. All rights reserved. Used by permission.
Licensed via OneLicense.net, Contact: Bret.hesla@gmail.com.

Here’s a little song for the little old houses that are slowly disappearing from our neighborhood here in south Minneapolis.

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