My House Songtext
von Randy Travis

My house is no mansion
But it still holds my treasures
Things that will never be sold
There′s few things in this world
That just can't be measured
By money, by silver and gold


CHORUS:
And my house is filled with the things that I love
From her smile in the mornin′
To her soft goodnight hugs
Her whispers, her laughter
Everything that she does
And my house is filled with the things that I love

This old bed that we sleep on
Don't have satin covers
But it holds some great memories
No decorations can make better lovers
In her arms I feel like a king

CHORUS:
And my house is filled with the things that I love
From her smile in the mornin'
To her soft goodnight hugs
Her whispers, her laughter
Everything that she does
And my house is filled with the things that I love


Yes, my house is filled with the things that I love