A House Is Not A Home

A house is not a home when no one living there

Living there, not a home, not a home, no

A house is not a home when no one living there

House is not a home when no one living there, no

A chair is still a chair when no one sitting there, I know

A chair is still a chair when no one sitting there, no

But deep in your 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

House is not a home when no one living there, no

A chair is still a chair even when no one sitting there, no

A chair is still a chair even when no one sitting there

House is not a home when no one living there

Don't be like an empty barrel looking good outside

But deep inside you have got nothing

Deep inside you have got nothing

'Cause behind the dog you can say dog

But in front his face you better say, "Hey, Mr. Dog"

Morning, Mr. Dog, woah-oh, woah-oh

Behind the dog you say dog

But in front his face you better call him Mr. Dog

You better call him Mr. Dog, woah-oh

What due to Caesar, you better give it unto him, woah-oh

Pry a due to the Lord, the greatest almighty king

So, you better go on your knees and pray

Every night and day, every day

Go on your knees and pray every night and day, woah

House is not a home when no one living there

Chair is still a chair even when no one sitting there

Woah-oh-oh, not a home, woah-oh-oh, no

Your house should never be a home without no one live there

No, Lord God, no, woah-oh, woah-oh

So, if you want your house to be a home

You gotta keep living there, woah-oh

If you like your house to be a home you gotta keep live there, woah-oh