Текст песни Lyle Lovett - Step Inside This House (Step Inside My H
Lyle Lovett - Step Inside This House (Step Inside My H слова песни
That picture hangin` on the wallWas painted by a friendHe gave it to me all down and outWhen he owed me tenNow it doesn`t look like much I guessBut it`s all that`s left of himAnd it sure is nice from right over hereWhen the light`s a little dimStep inside my house BabeI`ll sing for you a songI`ll tell you `bout where I`ve beenIt shouldn`t take too longI`ll show you all the things I ownMy treasures you might sayCouldn`t be more`n ten dollars worthBut they brighten up my dayHere`s a book of poems I gotFrom a girl I used to knowI guess I read it front to backFifty times or soIt`s all about the good lifeAnd stayin` at ease with the worldIt`s funny how I love that bookAnd I never loved that girlHold this piece of glassUp to the light comin` through the doorIt`s a prism glass I found on the roadCan you see that little rainbowWell it`s not really a prism I guessIt just broke in a funny wayI found it on my way from TexasHeaded for L.A.This guitar was given meBy old man Thomas GrayIt`s not too much to look atBut I pick it every dayIt`s been across the countryFour or five times I guessBetween me and old man TomIt never got much restWell that`s about all I ownAnd all I care to I guessExcept this pair of bootsAnd that funny yellow vestAnd that leather jacket and leather bagAnd hat hangin` on the wallJust so it`s not too much to carryCould I see you again next Fall© 1971 Chappel & Co. (ASCAP)GUY CLARK SAYS "STEP INSIDE THIS HOUSE"IS THE FIRST SONG HE EVER WROTE;IT HAD NEVER BEEN RECORDED.I LEARNT IT FROM ERIC TAYLOR.-- LYLE (from the Step Inside This House CD booklet)Below are all the differences I could findbetween Guy Clark`s original lyricsand the way Lyle sings the song.Lyle`s changes are in italics.Step inside this house girlI`ll sing for you a songI`ll tell you `bout just where I`ve beenIt shouldn`t take too longI`ll show you all the things that I ownMy treasures you might sayCouldn`t be more than ten dollars worthThey brighten up my dayThis book of poems was given meBy a girl I used to knowI guess I read it front to backFifty times or soNow you hold this piece of glassUp to the light that`s shinin` through the doorIt`s a prism glass I found it on the roadCan`t you see that tiny rainbowIt`s not really a prism I guessIt just kinda broke a funny wayI was on my way through HoustonAnd I was headed for L.A.This guitar was given meBy old man Thomas GrayIt`s not too much to look atBut I play it every dayWell that`s just about all I ownAnd All I care to I guessExcept this pair of boots maybeAnd that funny yellow vestAnd that leather jacket and that leather bagAnd that hat hangin` on the wallJust so it`s not too much to carry babeCould I see you again next fall