Big old house on the hill I sat on the windowsill Leaning out on the breeze Do I dwell in memories Or let them be? I can still hear you sing I see you
This old house was once for dancing, This old house once filled with joy. With its beauty so entrancing, Every little girl and boy. Now its halls are
saints This old house is getting shaky This old house is getting old This old house lets in the rain and This old house lets in the cold My old knees
get us, better bring protection I could rock a Texan, I could rock an Asian I could rock the spectrum from black to caucasian CHORUS: It's the same old, same old
This sad old house has missed you so although you left us long ago But if you just walk through that door this sad old old house would smile once more
no love in this old house no more So I got it up for sale Why if this old house could talk What a story it would tell Oh, if this old house could talk
welcomecome to stanfield aka s-town we don't fuck around bangin' the big 1.3. levas wanna fuck wit me fuck viescas and castros everybody wil fucken bast
This old house is burning down tonight I'm gonna watch it burn I'm gonna stand out in the road This old house is burning down tonight Front porch, back
in a old house on the hill This elderly man of dark secrets Haunted by the memories decades ago Which shaped this man throughout his life The old house
I would rather not go back to the old house I would rather not go back to the old house There's too many bad memories Too many memories there, there,
's an old old house that once was a mansion On a hill overlookin' the own Where time's left a wreck where once was a beauty And soon the old house
In that house on old lonesome road I recall how we laughed When we read the name In the paper before we moved in And after we did our friends all asked If that house
the floor. Darlin' I can see that you're dreaming, And I don't wanna wake you up when I close the door. This old house of ours is built on dreams And
old old house that once was a mansion On a hill overlookin' the own Where time's left a wreck where once was a beauty And soon the old house will
Lonely I wander through scenes of my childhood They bring back to memory the happy days of yore Gone are the old folk, the house stands deserted No light
I can do, anything I want to In the house of blend is where I find my energy Anything I can do, anything I want to In the house of blend is where I find
