(T. Wynette, G. Tubb, D. Lindsey)





We always wanted a big two story house

Back when we lived in that little two room shack

We wanted fame and fortune

And we'd live life the way the rich folks do

We knew some how we'd make it, together me and you



With dreams and hopes of things to come

We worked and never stopped

Not much time for you and me

We had to reach the top



We bought that big two story house

And soon became the envy of the town

With all our work behind us

We'd finally settled down



Now we live (yes we live) in a two story house

Whoa, what splendor

But there's no love about



I've got my story

And I've got mine, too

How sad it is, we now live, in a two story house



The house is filled with rare antiques

There's marble on the floor

Beauty all around us

Like we've never seen before



There's chandeliers in every room

Imported silks and satin all about

We filled the house with everything

But somehow left love out



Now we live (yes we live) in a two story house

Oh what splendor

But there's no love about



I've got my story

And I've got mine, too

How sad it is, we now live, in a two story house



How sad it is, we now live, in a two story house