Home Wasn't Built in a Day

[couchgrouch]

Home Wasn't Built in a DayMy father took me walkin'where the woods are dark and deephe showed me a May robinbuilding somewhere to sleepthat tiny bird kept workin'he never seemed to restwe came back a week laterhe was whistlin' in his nesthome wasn't built in a dayit's a labor of a lovelittle by little...stick by sticktill it's somewhere he's proud ofwhen you want a lasting place to stayremember...home wasn't built in a daywhen I first got marriedour apartment had two roomsthat place was way too tinyfor a fam'ly to bloomwe saved and bought ten acresand worked hard on our own placemy father helped us build itwhen I got tired he'd say,"home wasn't built in a dayit's a labor of a lovelittle by little...brick by bricktill it's somewhere you're proud ofwhen you want a lasting place to stayremember...home wasn't built in a day"some folks don't careabout their way of livin'the day they die, they pray and cryand hope they'll be forgivenbut Dad worked all his days,keepin' the good Lord's waysso he could get to heavenhome wasn't built in a dayit's a labor of a lovelittle by little...brick by bricktill it's somewhere he's proud ofwhen you want a lasting place to stayremember...home wasn't built in a day(c)2004 Robert George