House by the Creek lyrics

Mama lies on the couch in her old wedding gown.

She turned pale long before the carnival had left town.

She stares at the front porch on the outlook for dad.

"Don't worry, I'll be back in a week", is the last thing he said.

We all knew he gambled in the city and lost,

money we didn't have - must've been the line that he crossed.

It's been over a year instead of a week,

here in our house, our house by the creek.

Me and my family live in the Netherlands,

in the house that he built with his bare hands.

My younger brother Jimmy is playing outside.

With his cap gun, he tries to shoot planes from the sky.

In his chair by the window sits uncle Fred.

Since he's back from the war there ain't a word he has said.

And Fred calls my sister as she passed away, sir.

Sometimes in my dreams, I catch up with dad and with her.

What we end up with is not what we seek,

here in our house, our house by the creek.

My name is Louis - it's Louis, all right.

I play dad's old accordion all day and all night.

I just turned eleven, so I'm still a kid,

but when I grow up I wanna find out what daddy did.

Mister, believe me, I was taught not to cry

and that family should stay together 'till the day that you die.

Yeah, mister, believe me, I was taught boys don't cry

and that the town where you're born is the town where you'll die.

That the town where you're born is where you’ll probably die.

What did God wanna show when He created man weak?

We don't understand in our house by the creek.

• Artist:Milow
• Album:Coming of Age (2008)