In My Father's House [Live] Songtext
von Eric Bibb

You might′ve been raised on the block
You might've wandered here from far
But no matter where you come from
And no matter who you are

You don′t need no ID
You don't need no membership card
Well, you know you're always welcome
In my Father′s house

You might be a child of the streets
You might be a rich man′s son
And no matter what you're doin′
No matter whatcha done

When you got nowhere to hide
Got no nowhere to run, good God
Well, you know you'll find shelter
In my Father′s house


When you're lonely and discouraged
And neither it has no end
And when you need that helpin′ hand
And no-one wants to lend

And when you're down on your knees
And when you're beggin′ for a friend
Yes, you know you′re gonna find one
In my Father's house, yeah-yeah

Eh, yeah
When you′re mistreated in this world
Like a stranger in your own land, ah
And when the chains around your heart, ah
Are just too much to stand

When heaven's just a word, people
Good God and hell is close to hand
Come and lay your burden down
In my Father′s house

You might've been raised on this block, ah
You might′ve wandered here from far
Oh, no matter where you come from
No matter who you are


You don't need no ID
You don't need no membership cards
That′s all ruled out
Well, you know you′re welcome in my father's house
Yes you know you′re welcome In my Father's house (ooh)
Yes you know you′ll find a friend in my father's house
Yeah -yeah, ooh