Walter Egan - Happy Home LYRICS

by Supe Granda and Walter Egan



I've got a leaky ceiling rain keeps pouring on my head

This old house of mine's 'bout run out of time

I've got to find a better stead.



The winter winds whistle in my window

Boards keep creaking on the floor

This run-down old place's bout run out of space

Got boxes piled up to the door



I've been looking high I've been looking low

Been turning over every stone

I've been looking here I been looking there

Been searching for my happy home



I've been going round in circles looking for a for rent sign

I've been making circles in the classifieds

Reading 'til my eyes go blind

I'll tell you why I'm in such a hurry

I just got the news today

That baby of mine's gone and changed her mind

Now she's coming back to stay



I've been looking high I've been looking low

Been turning over every stone

I've been over here

I've been over there

Been looking for my happy home



Scrape me off this ole ceiling

The sky's the limit today

I've got a sneaky feeling

that things are gonna come my way



I've been looking up I've been looking down

Been turning over every stone

I've been looking in I've been looking out

Been searching for my happy home