Where No Cabins Fall Rhonda Vincent Land Where No Cabins Fall As my m[E]ind wanders back to the quaint little shack Where in childhood I u[B7]sed to p[E]lay; There with mother and dad, we were happy and glad As we w[F#]hiled the sweet moments a-[B7]way; We would a[E]ll kneel in prayer and in reverence there We would p[A]raise the redeemer on h[E]igh. Now in s[E]adness I pine for that old home of mine And I long for that m[B7]other’s l[E]ove. (Chorus) I’d like [E]to go back to that quaint (allcountrytabs.com)