Name: Randy Stevens - 01. The Little Red House
Duration: 3 min 30 s
Channel: Randy stevens
Description: Free MP3 download! Licensing options are available for this track. Randy Stevens brough me this song and asked me to make the track and play the instruments. Here is the result of our project.

Randy Stevens - 01. The Little Red House

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Randy Stevens brough me this song and asked me to make the track and play the instruments. Here is the result of our project.

songwriter honkytonk clubs promoter classic latin performer western music

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Western Music/Cowboy Poetry/Honky Tonk/Lodge/Classic Latin/Songwriter/promoter

Retired from the company in 2011 after 38.94 years and I can't complain. I am now semi retired and concentrating on my fishing, boats, music, concerts, club dates, and the organizations that I belong to. I am also committed to helping the community and doing what I can for those in need. A big thank you to Palouse Country Cowboy Poets Association, and the Western Music Association, they help me to help others. Thank you and God Bless

Song Info

Genre

Country • Country and Western

Charts

Peak #77

Peak in subgenre #8

Author

Randy stevens

Rights

Randy Stevens

Uploaded

January 16, 2010

Track Files

MP3

MP3 3.2 MB • 128 kbps • 3:30

Story behind the song

This is a song about Randy Stevens early childhood memories of the house where he grew up and subsequent places.

Lyrics

The Little Red House
Randy Stevens

I remember the little red house on the hill
With rocks I had found for mamma she put in jars on the window sill
I picked her pretty flowers that I had found
She would place them in the house here and all around
I thought they were the prettiest I ever did seen
But little did I know they came from o’l stink weed

Chorus:
The house that my mamma made home for me
I’de like to be back in my time and see
I know I can’t go back but in my memory
To the house that my mamma made home for me

The house on thunder bird ranch stands out most to me
It is the favorite in my memory
Mamma taught us the bible and how to live well
Times was real hard then but us kids couldn’t tell
With the feeling of love that everyone could see
In that house mamma made home for me

Then there was the house we lived in Akin Road
That’s where we lived when us kids were almost grown
I recall platters of fried fish corn bread and macaroni
With all of us sittin’ round the table as one big happy family

As I look at these walls the kids and my wife 
I wonder if there ever come a time in their life
The kids will look back in their memory and see
The house that mamma made home for you and me