The Old Hickory Cane chords

[INTRO]
[E] [A] [E] [B7]

[VERSE 1]
[E]How well I remember when [A]I was a [E]boy,
We lived in the old-fashioned [B7]home;
[E]The chimney was deep, and the [A]stone hearth was [E]broad,
The fire-dogs how [B7]brightly they s[E]hone.
[E]The spirit of mischief seemed e[A]ver in [E]play;
[E]We tried to keep still, but in [B7]vain;
[E]The signal for quiet I [A]ne'er shall for[E]get-
[E]The thump of the [B7]old hick'ry [E]cane.

[CHORUS]
[A]The old hick'ry cane, the [E]old hick'ry cane,
The cane that is knotty and [B7]worn;
[E]Our father's companion, the [A]staff of his[B7] Eye
[E]Its absence he n[B7]e'er could have b[E]orne

[INSTRUMENTAL]
[E] [A] [E] [B7] [E] [A] [E] [B7] [E]

[VERSE 1]
[E]Twas pleasant when living f[A]ar out on the [E]farm;
How welcome the old dinner-[B7]horn;
[E]The long winter evenings brought [A]cider and [E]fruit.
And popping of [B7]chestnuts and [E]corn.
[E]We thought it a treat when, with [A]hand on his[E] cane.
[E]Our father a story would t[B7]ell;
[E]Each eye would be bent on his [A]good-natured [E]face;
[E]Ah! me, I remember it well.

[CHORUS]
[A]The old hick'ry cane, the [E]old hick'ry cane,
The cane that is knotty and [B7]worn;
[E]Our father's companion, the [A]staff of his [B7]Eye
[E]Its absence he n[B7]e'er could have b[E]orne.

[INSTRUMENTAL]
[E] [A] [E] [B7] [E] [A] [E] [B7] [E]

[VERSE 3]
[E]The high-backed, old arm-chair looks [A]silent and[E] lone;
His Bible is lying there [B7]still.
[E]For time laid the snows of old [A]age on his h[E]ead,
And bent the tall [B7]form to his w[E]ill.
[E]A niche in the corner still h[A]olds the old[E] cane;
[E]The hand that caressed it is [B7]cold;
[E]We laid him to rest, but, st[A]ill, ever w[B]e keep
[E]The cane that is [B7]knotty and ol[E]d.

[CHORUS]
[A]The old hick'ry cane, the[E] old hick'ry cane,
The cane that is knotty and [B]worn;
[E]Our father's companion, the [A]staff of his[B] Eye
[E]Its absence he n[B7]e'er could have [E]borne.

[OUTRO]
[E] [B7] [E]