Lyrics Piece Of Home - Brinsley Schwarz

Piece Of Home

Saints preserve a place to go
But who’s got room enough to choose?
Mine is by a big old throne
So I don’t have much to lose
But I can’t see nowhere
The place is so bare
Gonna sell you a stick or two
To see right through to you
Over by the chest of drawers
Lives a rug from down the road
Not much in a piece of home
But the stars have kinda grown
Reason blames it all on the French midi
Why the hell don’t I just grow my own?
Light is coming in before it’s out
Let it rain before it shines
Sun and food are all I need
And that lady over there
Though it don’t mean much to some people
Seems it matters quite afair
But I can’t see nowhere
Gonna take very special care
It’s getting far too homely in there