Charles Michael King - A Song For The Owner Of My House

Hello, sir - I can't believe you're here
I've got some things I'd like to share
I live on the other side of town
For years been driving way down south
I've grown tired of living this way
I just need somewhere to stay
I've got these kids, and I've got my wife
I followed my God into this life
He gave me a dream - red roof, white wood
In some place I've never stood
I went driving the other day
And I'll be danged if this aint the place
He told me, "Ask and you will receive
You will find if you seek"
So I've come knocking, just hoping
That you'd be home and that you would open
What a beautiful house, but it isn't yours
It belongs to the Lord
He'd like to lend me this home
And where he sends, there we go
So what do you think of giving me those keys?
We won't move today - I'll give you three whole weeks
Oh you didn't hear him? And you don't believe?
Just put away your gun - come on, kids, let's leave

Written by:
Charles King

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