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Loudon Wainwright – House

Loudon Wainwright, de vader van Martha en Rufus, is een begenadigde muzikale verhalenverteller. Op de CD ‘Songs for the New Depression, schreef hij een lied – House – over een scheiding die niet door kon gaan, omdat het huis onverkoopbaar was. Zeer herkenbaar in deze tijd. Hij geeft er echter een draai aan, welke voor veel stellen wellicht niet een slechte suggestie is.

Jammer genoeg stond iTunes niet toe om dit nummer op de site te zetten. Dus zelf even zoeken op internet.

 

Hierbij de tekst:

We buy the morning paper we read the sports and arts

We avoid the front page and the business section breaks our hearts

The obits are of interest since soon we’ll have to go

But what’s unreal is the real estate it’s a real horror show

 

There’s no way we can sell our house now so we’ll have to stay

You can’t up and walk out on me

And I can’t run away

We vowed in sickness and in health

That means good times and bad

Let’s hold on to each other

And the happiness we had

 

Our bed should be a lifeboat now not a battlefield

Let’s not give up let’s just give in let’s not stop let’s just yield

Forgive me dear for saying so

Please don’t think I’m a louse

But maybe it’s a good thing we can’t sell our house

 

Suppose we found a buyer we could go our separate ways

And consider all our time together just a passing phase

But we would lose each other dear and I’m afraid we’d find

It was the best part of ourselves that we had left behind

 

I bought this house 8 years ago you made this place our home

We loved and fought and laughed and cried tears in our eyes have shone

Our house has lost some value due to this hard time

But selling it and splitting up would be the greatest crime

 

We had our share of heartache before these times got tough

The road’s been a bit bumpy and the ride a little rough

Death will part us one day in life’s game of cat and mouse

Till then let’s stay together no we can’t sell our house

 

We’re in for the long run now I’m speaking as your spouse

Our happiness is here at home

We can’t sell our house

 

 

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