You kids want me to leave this house
Now that your mama's gone
You say that it's no good for me
But children, I'm not near as lonesome
As you might think I'd be
For as I wander through these rooms
she's still right here with me
I hear her when I climb the stairs
She tells me where I laid my pipe
And makes me take my pill
We built this house, your mom and me
We planned and built it all
And we called it our mansion
Though to others it probably looks small,
This house knew all our joys and tears.
And if you think she's left us now,
You don't know your ma, not like me.
I hear her when I climb the stairs
Now, daddy, watch your step
She tells me where I laid my pie
And makes me take my pill
