If houses tell stories
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I wonder
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About these walls of yours and mine
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They could repeat any number
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Of things
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They've heard and seen in their time
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All of the angry words spoken
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Then the silence that follows for days
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All that leaves a home feeling broken
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Lord, if these walls could talk they'd pray
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[Chorus:]
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If love lived here you couldn't tell
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Five thousand square feet of living hell
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And two hearts that need to be saved
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It all died here from pure neglect
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Is it too dead to resurrect
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Lord, if these walls could talk they'd pray
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Two little hands folded tight by her bedside
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Asking Jesus will my family be ok
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A child of five is just too small
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Her prayers alone can't save us all
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Lord, if these walls could talk they'd pray
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[Repeat Chorus]
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Lord, if these walls could talk they'd pray
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If These Walls Could Talk
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| Lee Ann Womack |
