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The House Song

Lee Hazlewood
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Chords in this song

Strum
D-DU-UDU
This  house goes on sale every Wednesday morning
Take  it off the market in the afternoon
You  can buy a piece  of it if you want  to
It’s  been good to me  if it’s been good  to you
Take  the grand look now the fire is burning
Is  that your reflection on the wall?
I  can show you this room  and some others
If  you came to see  the house at all
 Carefull at the stairs a few are missing
 I haven’t had the time to make repairs
 First step is the hardest one to master
 And the last one up I’m not sure t’s there
 This room here once had its childish laughter
 I come back to hear it now and again
 I can’t say that I’m certain of what you’re after
 But in this room a part of you will remain
 Second floor the lady sleeps in waiting
 Pass the laterns tip-toes in its glance
 And in the room the soft brown arms of shadows
 This room is the hardest one to pass
 How much will you pay to live in the attic
 The shavings of your mind are the only rent
 I left some of it there if you thought you couldn’t
 Or if the (?) that you boughthas all been spent

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Readable chord sheet for The House Song by Lee Hazlewood

[Bb]This house goes on sale every Wednesday [F]morning
[Bb]Take it off the market in the [F]afternoon
[Gm]You can buy a [Bb]piece of it if you [F]want to
[Bb]It’s been good to [C]me if it’s been [F]good to you

[Bb]Take the grand look now the fire is [F]burning
[Bb]Is that your reflection on the [F]wall?
[Gm]I can show you this [Bb]room and some [F]others
[Bb]If you came to [C]see the house at [F]all

Carefull at the stairs a few are missing
I haven’t had the time to make repairs
First step is the hardest one to master
And the last one up I’m not sure t’s there

This room here once had its childish laughter
I come back to hear it now and again
I can’t say that I’m certain of what you’re after
But in this room a part of you will remain

Second floor the lady sleeps in waiting
Pass the laterns tip-toes in its glance
And in the room the soft brown arms of shadows
This room is the hardest one to pass

How much will you pay to live in the attic
The shavings of your mind are the only rent
I left some of it there if you thought you couldn’t
Or if the (?) that you  boughthas all been spent

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