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I’ve built a house of mud and stick I could see it did the trick And built a home of stick and straw You can’t believe what I just saw Put up a home of straw and concrete Did it all it was complete Erected house of concrete and brick It is a home that some would pick One place I built of brick and stone Worked all my fingers to the bone I have built a place of stone and wood It all went together like it should Stood up a tent of wood and canvass This place to find with good old compass Put up a teepee of canvass and poles I’ve stayed many places one of my goals I have stayed in a cave And stayed in a hut Some call me brave I just go with my gut Your home is your castle No matter how small Would be so much hassle With no home at all Losing your home Could be losing your life Keeping your home Would lessen your strife By all my friends At my home I am sound Keep up with the trends I will see you around

Copyright © | Year Posted 2011




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