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Wednesday, November 10, 2010

Our House Crosby Stills Nash & Young

4 comments:

Ruth said...: Oh Sweet Anne... what a delightful song you posted tonight... its early morning where i live...i just got ready to go to work...and listening to this lovely song while i wait for my driver to arrive...:)

Thank you. Have a good night!
Blessings,
Ruth; November 10, 2010 at 8:27 PM
lissa said...: sweet song, thanks for you sharing

& thanks for visiting my alphabe-thursday; November 11, 2010 at 11:02 AM
Intense Guy said...: :)

Our house, in the middle of our street
Our house, in the middle of our

Our house, in the middle of our street
Our house, in the middle of our

Father wears his Sunday best
Mother's tired she needs a rest
The kids are playing up downstairs
Sister's sighing in her sleep
Brother's got a date to keep
He can't hang around

Our house, in the middle of our street
Our house, in the middle of our

Our house it has a crowd
There's always something happening
And it's usually quite loud
Our mum she's so house-proud
Nothing ever slows her down
And a mess is not allowed

Our house, in the middle of our street
Our house, in the middle of our...

Our house, in the middle of our street
Our house, in the middle of our...
Something tells you that you've got to get away from it

Father gets up late for work
Mother has to iron his shirt
Then she sends the kids to school
Sees them off with a small kiss
She's the one they're going to miss
In lots of ways

Our house, in the middle of our street
Our house, in the middle of our...

I remember way back then when everything was true and when
We would have such a very good time such a fine time
Such a happy time
And I remember how we'd play simply waste the day away
Then we'd say nothing would come between us two dreamers

Father wears his Sunday best
Mother's tired she needs a rest
The kids are playing up downstairs
Sister's sighing in her sleep
Brother's got a date to keep
He can't hang around

Our house, in the middle of our street
Our house, in the middle of our street

Our house, in the middle of our street
Our house, in the middle of our ...

Our house, was our castle and our keep
Our house, in the middle of our street

Our house, that was where we used to sleep
Our house, in the middle of our street

Our house, in the middle of our street....; November 11, 2010 at 1:28 PM
Jenny said...: I love this song. It felt so poignant to me having just read your previous post about waiting to hear.

Thanks for linking to Alphabe-Thursday.

Prayers continue for resolution of your worries!

A+; November 12, 2010 at 5:53 PM

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