This week for Song Lyric Sunday, Jim Adams has prompted us with Floor/House/Roof/Walls. A great deal of metaphoric references on this one. A true “down in the dumps” country & western song released in 1961 by Faron Young, hitting #1 & staying on the charts for 23 weeks. It was a cross over hit. LyricFind states that Ivy J Brown wrote this tune (not sure where this info came from but I left it down there). I have emailed the publisher for clarification. Willie Nelson is the song writer of Hello Walls in which he recorded it on his debut album “And Then I Wrote” in 1962.
Of course this was 4 years before I was born, but it still brings me back to my roots in the country in Texas.
Hello, walls - (hello) (hello)
How'd things go for you today
Don't you miss her
Since she up and walked a way
And I'll bet you dread to spend
Another lonely night with me
I'll keep you company.
Hello, window - (hello) (hello)
Well I see that you're still here
Aren't you lonely
Since our darlin' disappeared
Well, look here, is that a teardrop
In the corner of your pane
Now, don't you try
To tell me that it's rain.
She went away and left us all alone
The way she planned
Guess we'll have to learn to get along
Without her if we can;
Hello, ceiling - (hello) (hello)
I'm gonna stare at you awhile
You know I can't sleep
So won't you bear with me awhile
We must all stick together or else
I'll lose my mind
I've got a feelin'
She'll be gone a long, long time.
Songwriters: Ivy J Brown
Hello Walls lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
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