Made a Home
I poured the concrete
Cut the two by fours
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
Oh, but girl, what you did
Was put the singin' in the kitchen
The dancin' down the hallway
The livin' in 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 colour
And bought all the antiques
Hung up pictures of all our favourite 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 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
Cut the two by fours
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
Oh, but girl, what you did
Was put the singin' in the kitchen
The dancin' down the hallway
The livin' in 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 colour
And bought all the antiques
Hung up pictures of all our favourite 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 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
Credits
Writer(s): Cody Johnson, Scott White, Jesse Raub
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