Craig Bickhardt

This Old House
There are fifty liquor boxes in my hall And a hundred empty nails on my wall There's a sign out in my yard that reads "For Sale" And if this old house could cry the tears would fall There are bargain hungry vultures everywhere Buying broken toys, old clothes, and Tupperware The phone's been taken out, they've stopped the mail And if this old house could talk I'd say a prayer I've been strong and I've been sturdy And I've weathered every storm I've always kept your family safe and warm Now you're packing up the laughter And you're sweeping out the tears If this old house were built on memories I would stand a thousand years This old house, this old house If this old house were built on memories I would stand a thousand years Take another look before you lock my door Where your shoes have worn the finish from my floor Listen to my banging pipes and my creaking stair Let your boy slide down my banister once more I'll remember where you hid the extra key Where the hammer and the band aids used to be Letras de cancionesI will smell your morning coffee in the air And I'll see you hanging tinsel on the tree I've been strong and I've been sturdy And I've weathered every storm I've always kept your family safe and warm Now you're packing up the laughter And you're sweeping out the tears If this old house were built on memories I would stand a thousand years This old house, this old house If this old house were built on memories I would stand a thousand years From Letras Mania