Lyrics: David Allan Coe. House We've Been Calling Home.

Jessie she stares like a cat with a bird that has fallen and broke its wing
Terri she puts on her make-up and wonders what promise the new day will bring
Debbie stays home with the baby while I work my hands to the bone
Yeah I make a living they do the giving in a house we've been calling home
Just a house we've been trying to live in just a place we've been calling our own
Me and my wives have been spending our lives in a house we've been calling home

Jessie's the youngest she always needs answers to questions that I just don't know
Terri she can't sit still for a moment she's always in some hurry to go
Debbie's been with me the longest we spend most of our time on the phone

Talking in rhymes with no reasons in mind for this house we've been calling home
Just a house we've been trying to live in...