But there’s only one place I consider home.When I was a kid-the house we owned.Life was perfect and all was fine,In that big old house… near the silver mine.Chorus:The silver mine… the silver mine.I can’t remember a happier time,In that big old house… near the silver mine.2. I remember autumn, pies in the oven,Sitting on the porch, a little teenage lovin’,Riding the pony and walking the dogs,Helping daddy outside, splitting logs.Life was simple and life was fine,In that big old house, near the silver mine.Chorus.3. It stewed in the summer and froze in the winter,The floors were sure to give you splinters.A little wind and we’d lose the lights,But nobody cared, it just seemed right.Life was cozy and all was fine,In that big old house, near the silver mine.Chorus.4. We’d go to the mine and sneak up closeTo watch the train fill up with loads,And wonder which nugget of shiny silverWould become a ring for some girl’s finger.The future was bright and life was fineIn that big old house near the silver mine.Chorus.5. There was always kin and pickers too,From daddy’s band, playing country and blues,They’d clear a table to be a stage,And get me up to sing and play.Life was good and all was fineIn the big old house near the silver mine.Chorus.6. My sis was born there and I was too.And grandpa passed at eighty-two,Asleep upstairs ’neath grandma’s quilt.in the house that he himself had builtTo give his family a place real fine,That big old house, near the silver mine.Chorus.
The Truth About Men
1. Listen up, sonny boy, I’ve got some shocking news.We girls, we got some problems, sure, we sometimes get the blues.We get a little crazy, we fall head over heels.