This House

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Courtney Marie Andrews - Rock, Folk Rock

This House

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Duration: 4:04

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Lyrics

[Verse 1] Lift up on the door on the old rusted hinge The lock might be fickle, it's always been But it's a sweet old place to keep our memories in This house ain't much of a house, but it's a home [Verse 2] Empty cans on the counter and the laundry is never done The dogs tracked in snow and mud For every rose, there's a weed, but every weed is welcome This house ain't much of a house, but it's a home [Chorus] The faucet might leak The staircase might creak The heater takes a while to kick in But there's a whole lot of laughter and love This house, this house is our home [Verse 3] There's a bed upstairs, if you're ever in town Or if you need a place to get your feet back on the ground There's coffee in the cupboard, take any food you want out My house, my house is your home [Chorus] Tucker's buried in the yard Under that old oak we carved That porch is where you and I first kissed And there's no shortage of laughter or love This house, this house is our home This house, this house is our home

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  • Courtney Marie Andrews