That picture hangin` on the wall
Was painted by a friend
He gave it to me all down and out
When he owed me ten
Now it doesn`t look like much I guess
But it`s all that`s left of him
And it sure is nice from right over here
When the light`s a little dim
Step inside my house Babe
I`ll sing for you a song
I`ll tell you `bout where I`ve been
It shouldn`t take too long
I`ll show you all the things I own
My treasures you might say
Couldn`t be more`n ten dollars worth
But they brighten up my day
Here`s a book of poems I got
From a girl I used to know
I guess I read it front to back
Fifty times or so
It`s all about the good life
And stayin` at ease with the world
It`s funny how I love that book
And I never loved that girl
Hold this piece of glass
Up to the light comin` through the door
It`s a prism glass I found on the road
Can you see that little rainbow
Well it`s not really a prism I guess
It just broke in a funny way
I found it on my way from Texas
Headed for L.A.
This guitar was given me
By old man Thomas Gray
It`s not too much to look at
But I pick it every day
It`s been across the country
Four or five times I guess
Between me and old man Tom
It never got much rest
Well that`s about all I own
And all I care to I guess
Except this pair of boots
And that funny yellow vest
And that leather jacket and leather bag
And hat hangin` on the wall
Just so it`s not too much to carry
Could I see you again next Fall
© 1971 Chappel & Co. (ASCAP)
GUY CLARK SAYS "STEP INSIDE THIS HOUSE"
IS THE FIRST SONG HE EVER WROTE;
IT HAD NEVER BEEN RECORDED.
I LEARNT IT FROM ERIC TAYLOR.
-- LYLE (from the Step Inside This House CD booklet)
Below are all the differences I could find
between Guy Clark`s original lyrics
and the way Lyle sings the song.
Lyle`s changes are in italics.
Step inside this house girl
I`ll sing for you a song
I`ll tell you `bout just where I`ve been
It shouldn`t take too long
I`ll show you all the things that I own
My treasures you might say
Couldn`t be more than ten dollars worth
They brighten up my day
This book of poems was given me
By a girl I used to know
I guess I read it front to back
Fifty times or so
Now you hold this piece of glass
Up to the light that`s shinin` through the door
It`s a prism glass I found it on the road
Can`t you see that tiny rainbow
It`s not really a prism I guess
It just kinda broke a funny way
I was on my way through Houston
And I was headed for L.A.
This guitar was given me
By old man Thomas Gray
It`s not too much to look at
But I play it every day
Well that`s just about all I own
And All I care to I guess
Except this pair of boots maybe
And that funny yellow vest
And that leather jacket and that leather bag
And that hat hangin` on the wall
Just so it`s not too much to carry babe
Could I see you again next fall
