House On Old Lonesome Road - Conway Twitty

Every night it’s the same old time

I leave work at five-o-five

Been doing my best to forget about her

But she’s driving me out of my mind.

When I get home, I know what I’ll find

How I wish that it wasn’t so There’ll be no one there to hold me tonight

In that house on old lonesome road.

I recall how we laughed

When we read the name

In the paper before we moved in After we did our friends all asked

If that house was lonesome back then.

We were so young, our dreams were so new

There’s just no way that we could have known

The irony of that place where we loved

That house on old lonesome road.

Chorus:

It’s only shingles and shutters

And a case of worn out stairs

And just like my old heart they need repair

Maybe I should sell it Yeah, maybe that would be the best

Maybe then someone else could find

Some love at that address.

I used to love that old house so much

Back before she went away

Now everything there is just gathering dust

I should clean it up if I’m going to stay.

I don’t have too much time anymore

I’m too busy talking to ghosts

'Cause her memory, keeps me company

In that house on old lonesome road.

Chorus:

It’s only shingles and shutters

And a case of worn out stairs

And just like my old heart they need repair

Maybe I should sell it Yeah, maybe that would be the best

Maybe then someone else could find

Some love at that address.

Every night it’s the same old time

I leave work at five-o-five, been

Doing my best to forget about her

But she’s driving me out of my mind…