Lynn Anderson
Lynn Anderson
Lynn Anderson
Lynn Anderson
Lynn Anderson
Lynn Anderson
Lynn Anderson
Lynn Anderson
Lynn Anderson
Lynn Anderson
Lynn Anderson
Lynn Anderson
Our house is hushed with only lonely
We had crystal teardrops for our chandelier
Shatters of sadness won't let happiness get in
Our house is not a home
For there's never been love in
Our bedroom has curtains of icy lace
Fine carpets where my restless feet have cased
To be so lovely
Yet so empty
It must be a sin
Our house is not a home
For there's never been love in
It's never known a joy or the sound of tiny feet
In cold protection
It looks down on the world
Like you look down on me
Why do we try to fool the world
Why do we pretend
Our house is not a home
For there's never been love in
Our house is not a home
For there's never been love in
Our House Is Not A Home was written by Curly Putman.
Our House Is Not A Home was produced by Slim Williamson.