I’m going to the house again to reunite with wife and kids.
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Back with my family is where I want to be.
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These never treat me wrong, when I get home I’m writing songs.
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About the way things used to be.
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Give us treble for the good times, listen to the story of our lives.
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It’s a story that was never told, a story never told.
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Asleep within the house again, as evening ends and night begins,
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A song of joy within our hearts.
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These are the days of old, listen as our lives unfold.
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This is the story never told.
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I’m going to the house again, to reunite with wife and kids.
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Back with my family is where I want to be.
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These are the days of old, listen as our lives unfold.
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This is the story never told.
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Give Us A Treble
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| Fine China |
