When I was just a little kid
there was a tiny house outback
t'was inportant to our family
tho it was just a shack
it was made of old grey boards and such
with a half moon in the door
with two holes in the wooden seat
and sand upon the floor
it sat out behind the barn
in it's on special spot
There was a shelf with some of Daddy's books
'cause he read out there a lot
there was a basket by the old wood door
that held a catalog or two
for rolls of paper way back then
was always much to few
and along the wall and just inside
Dad kept a big old sack of lime
he used it two times a week
to keep things going fine
And on those frosty winter evenings
oh I hated it out there
as you sat hunkered in a knot
with your hiney cold and bare
Then way down in the summer time
when the days were long and hot
you'd sit and sweat upon the seat
for there was not a window or a slot
I don't know who built that little house
but the cracks in the wall were wide
and Daddy said that he could spit through the cracks
and it would land outside
When my Aunt and Uncle came each year
always in the spring
us kids would have a heap of fun
cause when they went to use it
we'd run behind, and shake the dadburned thing
Now tell me folks, do you remember
when you were just a kid
that you had to use the house out back
with two holes and no lid
Oh I remember very well
those years of long ago
and we played tag 'round
the old out house
in the twilight's golden flow