A house is not a home
when no one's living there, living there
Not a home, not a home, no,
a house is not a home
when no one's living there
A house is not a home
when no one's living there, no
Oh, a chair is still a chair
when no one's sitting there
I know, a chair is still a chair
when no one's sitting there, no
But deep in my soul,
ain't gonna be like home
Without the Lord living there,
without the Lord living there, no
Deep in my heart
I'd like it be like home,
I want the Lord to live there
Deep in my soul
I want it be like home,
where the Lord can live there
A house is not home
when no one live in there
No, a chair is still a chair
even when no one sit in there
A chair is still a chair,
even when no one is sitting there
House is not a home
when no one is living there
Don't be like an empty barrel,
looking good outside
But deep inside you are for nothing
Deep inside he was nodding
But behind the dog you can't say dog
But in front his face
You better say
Hey Mr. Dog
Morning Mr. Dog
Woah, woah
Behind the dog you say dog
But in front his face
You better call him Mr. Dog
You better call him Mr. Dog
Woah
What's due to Caesar,
you better give it unto him
Prior to the Lord,
the greatest Almighty King
So, you better go on your
knees and pray,
every night an d day, every day
Bowin' your knees and prayin'
every night and day
Woah, house is not a home
When no one's livin' there
Hair is in a tear
Even when no one's
sittin' there
Woah, not a home
Woah, no
Your house could never be a home
Without no one livin' there
So if you want your house
to be your home,
you gotta keep livin' there
Woah, if you'd like your
house to be your home,
you gotta keep livin' there