Текст песни Randy Travis - My House
Randy Travis - My House слова песни
(Paul Overstreet/Al Gore)My house is no mansionBut it still holds my treasuresThings that will never be soldTheres a few things in this worldThat just can`t be measuredBy money, by silver and goldMy house is filled with the things that I loveFrom her smile in the mornin`To her soft goodnight hugsHer whisper, her laughterEverything that she doesMy house is filled with the things that I loveThis old bed that we sleep onDon`t have satin coversBut it holds some great memoriesNo decorations can make better loversIn her arms I feel like a kingMy house is filled with the things that I loveFrom her smile in the mornin`To her soft goodnight hugsHer whisper, her laughterEverything that she doesMy house is filled with the things that l loveYes, my house is filled with the things that I love