SMALL HOUSE
[ country, Americana ]

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        Sitting on a rusty patch of land
        You could count the rooms on one hand
        Just a small house, we called home, we called home, we called home
        Just a small house we called home

        There were sisters, there were brothers
        A hard-working father and loving mother
        In this small house, we called home, we called home, we called home
        Just a small house we called home

        There were good times, there was laughter
        And the kind of love we're all after
        And I rarely felt alone in a small house we called home
        Just a small house we called home

        Sitting on a rusty patch of land
        You could count the rooms on one hand
        Maybe we could'da used a little more
        But we had no idea we were poor
        In that small house we called home, we called home, we called home
        In a small house we called home
        Just a small house we called home



           


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