Step right up, come on in. If you'd like to take the grand tour,
of a lonely house that once was home sweet home. I have
nothing here to sell you, just some things that I will tell you. Some
things I know will chill you to the bone.
Over there sits the chair where she brang the paper to me, and sit
down on my knee and whisper oh I love you. But now she's
gone forever and this old house will never be the same
without the love love that we once knew.
Straight ahead that's the bed where we lay and love together and
lord knows we had a good thing going here. See her picture on
the table don't it look like she'd be able, just to touch me and
say good morning dear. There's her rings all her things and
her close are in the closet, just like she left them when she tore
my world apart.
As you leave you'll see the nursery, oh she left me without
mercy, taking nothing but our baby and my heart.
Step right up, come on in.
The Grand Tour
Recorded By: George Jones