Courtney Marie Andrews This House
[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
