He picked her up and carried her through the front door.
They didn't have enough to have a honeymoon.
Nine months later brought me home.
Then when sister came along, they
turned the old garage into my new bedroom.
Looking back, I'm living proof all the love
under that roof had a foundation of faith,
family and friends.
All the hard times that we felt,
mama's prayers and daddy's belt,
the wood floors creaking kept us from sneaking out again.
And it takes years and years to grow them big old trees.
It takes a
lifetime to make
those memories and that's why you can't build old houses.
I grew up quick, said adios to
Amarillo.
I had to branch out but my roots were deep and strong.
Loaded up
that Chevrolet,
left them there in that driveway as I drove off to change the
world with a country song.
Looking back,
I'm living proof all the love under that
roof had a foundation of faith,
family and friends.
All the hard times that we felt,
mama's prayers and daddy's belt,
the wood floors creaking kept us from sneaking out again.
And it
takes years and years to grow them big old trees.
It takes a lifetime to make those memories and
that's why you can't build old houses.
How quickly dark hair turns to gray,
grandmas and grandpas go away,
but the love they built gets passed on down the line.
Looking back,
I'm living proof all the love under
that roof had a foundation of faith,
family and friends.
All the hard times that we felt,
mama's prayers and daddy's belt,
the wood floors creaking kept us from sneaking out again.
And it takes years and years to grow
them big old trees.
We planted that live oak from an acorn seed.
It takes a lifetime to make those
memories and that's why you can't build old houses.
No, you can't build old houses.