Lyrics to Made A Home
I poured the concrete, cut the 2x4's
Planted that oak tree and stained that front door
I hung your porch swing, painted that picket fence
Yeah, I built the whole thing nail by nail and brick by brick
Aw but, girl, what you did
Was put the singin' in the kitchen, the dancin' down the hallway
The livin' in the living room and the savin' me on Sunday
You put the tangle in the sheets and the perfume on my pillow
Without you, it's just a pile of sticks and stones
I built a house, you made a home
You picked every color and bought all the antiques
Hung the pictures up of all our favorite memories
You watered those roses out in the front yard
Left the "I love you" on the mirror in a lipstick heart
Girl, I love everything you are
'Cause you're still the singin' in the kitchen, the dancin' down the hallway
The livin' in the living room and the savin' me on Sunday
You put the tangle in the sheets and the perfume on my pillow
Without you, it's just a pile of sticks and stones
I built a house and you made a home
You put the tangle in the sheets and the perfume on my pillow
Without you, it's just a pile of sticks and stones
I built a house and you made a home
Planted that oak tree and stained that front door
I hung your porch swing, painted that picket fence
Yeah, I built the whole thing nail by nail and brick by brick
Aw but, girl, what you did
Was put the singin' in the kitchen, the dancin' down the hallway
The livin' in the living room and the savin' me on Sunday
You put the tangle in the sheets and the perfume on my pillow
Without you, it's just a pile of sticks and stones
I built a house, you made a home
You picked every color and bought all the antiques
Hung the pictures up of all our favorite memories
You watered those roses out in the front yard
Left the "I love you" on the mirror in a lipstick heart
Girl, I love everything you are
'Cause you're still the singin' in the kitchen, the dancin' down the hallway
The livin' in the living room and the savin' me on Sunday
You put the tangle in the sheets and the perfume on my pillow
Without you, it's just a pile of sticks and stones
I built a house and you made a home
You put the tangle in the sheets and the perfume on my pillow
Without you, it's just a pile of sticks and stones
I built a house and you made a home