[Verse 1]
I wake up here and I think how it was
Before the paint started fading
No history books were written 'bout this block
But the stories I've heard are persuading

[Chorus]
This old house is castle to me
A place that I'll keep in a warm memory
Someday I'll be gone and I'll turn in my key
And then I'll be a little piece of the house history
And then I'll be a little piece of the house history

[Verse 2]
Cracked stained glass, drafty old doors
Cracked window sills and scratchеd floors
Holes in the wall from ancient dеcor
Cobwebs on the ceiling I ignore

[Chorus]
This old house is castle to me
A place that I'll keep in a warm memory
Someday I'll be gone and I'll turn in my key
And then I'll be a little piece of the house history
And then I'll be a little piece of the house history