Happy Home — текст песни (Walter Egan)

by Supe Granda and Walter Egan

I`ve got a leaky ceiling rain keeps pouring on my head
This old house of mine`s `bout run out of time
I`ve got to find a better stead.

The winter winds whistle in my window
Boards keep creaking on the floor
This run-down old place`s bout run out of space
Got boxes piled up to the door

I`ve been looking high I`ve been looking low
Been turning over every stone
I`ve been looking here I been looking there
Been searching for my happy home

I`ve been going round in circles looking for a for rent sign
I`ve been making circles in the classifieds
Reading `til my eyes go blind
I`ll tell you why I`m in such a hurry
I just got the news today
That baby of mine`s gone and changed her mind
Now she`s coming back to stay

I`ve been looking high I`ve been looking low
Been turning over every stone
I`ve been over here
I`ve been over there
Been looking for my happy home

Scrape me off this ole ceiling
The sky`s the limit today
I`ve got a sneaky feeling
that things are gonna come my way

I`ve been looking up I`ve been looking down
Been turning over every stone
I`ve been looking in I`ve been looking out
Been searching for my happy home