Old House Lyrics

You'll take your own time … you'll visit him back at the house

And get him his dinner

You've got your own little lies, you bake 'em all into the

Baseboards unber the kitchen

You've got reasons for getting out

But you've got memories, here in this old house

I know where this fight begins, now

It's nothing but an old house, let's forget about

You've got your small batch … your drugstore one road town

And you know that it's fading out, for God's sake

You've got your denim patch …

And smoke still fills up the bar

But I guess you don't notice it, anymore

You've got reasons for getting out

But you've got a basement, and plenty of records

I know where this fight begins, now

It's nothing but an old house, so forget about it