Small Fred Housewarming
Brick and wood, mortar and plane Labor's love, a little faith You can see the structure taking form. Ancient tools, a new design Taking care, taking time We've seen so many houses fall before. CHORUS: We are building a house growing tall before our eyes Stone on stone, watch it rise! We are building a house with our hands, with our songs May it stand as long as our lives. As we tinker with the plans Gentle friends lend their hands Laying down a sturdy hardwood floor For the future, from the past Room to change, built to last Come the snows of winter we'll be warm. CHORUS BRIDGE: And sometimes you'll need a vacation (I'll need one too) Sunning on the sand, running in a blinding rain. After the recreation We can sleep in our own bed once again. That easy chair you've always known Photographs from long ago Thanksgiving Day parade moving in So many books upon the shelves So much more to teach ourselves Under this roof we shall begin. CHORUS
