| Song | Where No Cabins Fall |
| Artist | Rhonda Vincent |
| Album | Back Home Again |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| As my mind wanders back to the quaint little shack | |
| Where in childhood | |
| I used to play; | |
| There with mother and dad, we were happy and glad | |
| As we whiled the sweet moments away; | |
| We would all kneel in prayer and in reverence there | |
| We would praise the redeemer on high. | |
| Now in sadness | |
| I pine for that old home of mine | |
| And I long for that mother’s love. (Chorus) | |
| I’d like to go back to that quaint little tumble-down shack. | |
| I’d like to spend a day where in heaven forever | |
| I’ll stay, | |
| But time won’t turn back; we must travel til | |
| Jesus shall call. | |
| Then we’ll be happy in that land where no cabins fall. | |
| Though I drifted away from childhood’s sweet play | |
| I can still hear those voices sweet. | |
| They are calling me back to that quaint little shack | |
| Where the circle will never more meet; | |
| But til that happy day, up in heaven they say, | |
| We will praise the redeemer on high. | |
| Now in sadness | |
| I pine for that old home of mine | |
| And I long for that mother’s love. (Chorus) | |
| I’d like to go back to that quaint little tumble-down shack. | |
| I’d like to spend a day where in heaven forever | |
| I’ll stay, but time won’t turn back; we must travel til | |
| Jesus shall call. | |
| Then we’ll be happy in that land where no cabins fall. (Tag) | |
| In that land where no cabins fall. |
| As my mind wanders back to the quaint little shack | |
| Where in childhood | |
| I used to play | |
| There with mother and dad, we were happy and glad | |
| As we whiled the sweet moments away | |
| We would all kneel in prayer and in reverence there | |
| We would praise the redeemer on high. | |
| Now in sadness | |
| I pine for that old home of mine | |
| And I long for that mother' s love. Chorus | |
| I' d like to go back to that quaint little tumbledown shack. | |
| I' d like to spend a day where in heaven forever | |
| I' ll stay, | |
| But time won' t turn back we must travel til | |
| Jesus shall call. | |
| Then we' ll be happy in that land where no cabins fall. | |
| Though I drifted away from childhood' s sweet play | |
| I can still hear those voices sweet. | |
| They are calling me back to that quaint little shack | |
| Where the circle will never more meet | |
| But til that happy day, up in heaven they say, | |
| We will praise the redeemer on high. | |
| Now in sadness | |
| I pine for that old home of mine | |
| And I long for that mother' s love. Chorus | |
| I' d like to go back to that quaint little tumbledown shack. | |
| I' d like to spend a day where in heaven forever | |
| I' ll stay, but time won' t turn back we must travel til | |
| Jesus shall call. | |
| Then we' ll be happy in that land where no cabins fall. Tag | |
| In that land where no cabins fall. |
| As my mind wanders back to the quaint little shack | |
| Where in childhood | |
| I used to play | |
| There with mother and dad, we were happy and glad | |
| As we whiled the sweet moments away | |
| We would all kneel in prayer and in reverence there | |
| We would praise the redeemer on high. | |
| Now in sadness | |
| I pine for that old home of mine | |
| And I long for that mother' s love. Chorus | |
| I' d like to go back to that quaint little tumbledown shack. | |
| I' d like to spend a day where in heaven forever | |
| I' ll stay, | |
| But time won' t turn back we must travel til | |
| Jesus shall call. | |
| Then we' ll be happy in that land where no cabins fall. | |
| Though I drifted away from childhood' s sweet play | |
| I can still hear those voices sweet. | |
| They are calling me back to that quaint little shack | |
| Where the circle will never more meet | |
| But til that happy day, up in heaven they say, | |
| We will praise the redeemer on high. | |
| Now in sadness | |
| I pine for that old home of mine | |
| And I long for that mother' s love. Chorus | |
| I' d like to go back to that quaint little tumbledown shack. | |
| I' d like to spend a day where in heaven forever | |
| I' ll stay, but time won' t turn back we must travel til | |
| Jesus shall call. | |
| Then we' ll be happy in that land where no cabins fall. Tag | |
| In that land where no cabins fall. |