(Loretta Lynn)

Oh, if this old house could talk what stories it would tell
It would tell about the good times and the bad times as well
It would tell about the love that lived and died inside these walls
And the sound of little footsteps running up and down the hall.

Oh, if this old house could talk it would break my heart in two
I couldn't stand to be reminded of all the things we used to do
There's no love in this old house no more so I got it up for sale
Why, if this old house could talk what a story it would tell.

Oh, if this old house could talk I know what it would say
''I'm as lonesome as you are and feel more empty everyday
I even miss the babies who built me up to feel this way.''
Why, if this old house could talk Lord, I know what it would say.

Oh, if this old house could talk what a story it would tell
We built this home together and with love we built it well
Take me in your arms and hold me 'cause we've been apart too long
Why, if this old house could talk all it would say is welcome home...