intro : B . .
E B F# G#m

E
in this house
B
we’ve got pictures down the halls
F#
we’ve got markings on the walls
of what a year can do
G#m
how much you grew , we have some rules

E
in this house
B
we pray before we eat
F#
say i love you before we sleep
G#m
and watch football after sunday service . .

E
it’s more than bricks and bones yeah
B
with a wrap around porch yeah
F#
behind that front door’s
G#m – A#m – B
where it all started . .

reff :
E
in this house we live in ,
B
we all give forgiveness
F#
try our best
G#m
but we still fall sometimes yeah . .

E
no it ain’t always sunshine ,
B
but it’s a beautiful ride
F#
got a million memories
G#m – A#m – B – F#
only you can find yeah . .

E
on a quarter acre corner lot ,
B G#m
ain’t gotta knock the door’s unlocked
F#
no there ain’t no place like home . .

E B F# G#m
in this house . . oh . . in this house . .

E
in this house ,
B
these hardwoods love to talk
F#
they all creak when you walk
and that kitchen table’s
G#m
still tough and able two feet is all

E B
in this house , we live by country music
F#
we might fight but we get through it
all i’m saying is
G#m – A#m – B – F#
we’re strong as that foundation

reff :
E
in this house we live in ,
B
we all give forgiveness
F#
try our best
G#m
but we still fall sometimes yeah . .

E
no it ain’t always sunshine ,
B
but it’s a beautiful ride
F#
got a million memories
G#m – A#m – B – F#
only you can find yeah . .

E
on a quarter acre corner lot ,
B G#m
ain’t gotta knock the door’s unlocked
F#
no there ain’t no place like home . .

E B
in this house . .
F# G#m – A#m – B – F#
oh . . in this house . .

E
it’s more than bricks and bones yeah
B
with a wrap around porch yeah
F#
behind that front door’s
G#m
where it all started . .

reff :
E
in this house we live in ,
B
we all give forgiveness
F#
try our best
G#m
but we still fall sometimes yeah . .

E
no it ain’t always sunshine ,
B
but it’s a beautiful ride
F#
got a million memories
G#m – A#m – B – F#
only you can find yeah . .

E
on a quarter acre corner lot ,
B G#m
ain’t gotta knock the door’s unlocked
F#
no there ain’t no place like home . .
in this house . .