Tim O’Brien
Build You A House
You are a fair maid
Rich men circle like birds of prey, birds of prey
No money or fame
I can offer you just my name, just my name
I will build you a house
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Two rocking chairs on the front porch
I will build you a house
They dress in fine clothes
Poor men sweat for their coins of gold, coins of gold
If you look close
Soft hands point to the easy road, easy road
I will build you a house
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Two rocking chairs on the front porch
I will build you a house
And you'll never to fear I'm not there
Hard years lead to disrepair
I will build you a house
?? back on the floors
Two rocking chairs on the front porch
I will build you a house
I will build you a house