The Old Smokehouse

It was just an old smokehouse out near Gravel Switch The boards are all tattered, the roofs at a pitch But this tattered old smokehouse out near Gravel Switch Is so full of memories, my heart starts to twitch It was Grandpa’s old smokehouse down in Kentuck Hollowed out underneath by an ancient woodchuck Grandpa smoked hams that would make you mouth water I count myself lucky to be his granddaughter Grandma would use it to house her big freezer She said it’s for Grandpa (she said the old geezer) As kids we would go there, I’ll admit I was smitten For under the smokehouse I would find a young kitten If you’re ever in Kentuck out near Gravel Switch Just turn down the dirt road by the big gravel ditch Though the smokehouse is abandoned – no hams are still hung It is still full of memories from when I was young. Mdailey 2/10/12 I wrote this for a friend when I saw a picture she posted of her old smokehouse.