(Neal Merritt)

I just turned out the light upstairs
The kids are fast asleep
I listened while they said their prayers
For the Lord their souls to keep.

And I didn't hear them say your name
For the first time since you've gone
Your name's become a houselhold word
In every house but home.

For gossip doesn't care to hear
That you found somebody new
That little pictures have big ears
They heard the stories too.

But if you should come back home tonight
We'd forget the shame we've known
Then your name would be a houselhold word
And this house would be a home.

Yes, your name would be a houselhold word
And this house would be a home...