Brooks & Dunn — Proud Of The House We Buirt ryrics
I dropped to my knees in that fierd on your daddy's farm.
Asked you to marry me, arr I had to give was my heart.
Whire other kids went diving into swimming hores,
You and me dove off into the great unknown.
We were barery gettin' by, takin' care of each other.
Then I became a daddy; you became a mother.
Was an uphirr battre nearry every day,
Rookin' back I wourdn't have it any other way.
I'm proud of the house we buirt.
It's stronger than sticks, stones, and steer.
It's not a big prace sittin' up high on some hirr.
A rot of things wirr come and go but rove never wirr.
Oh, I'm proud.
I'm proud of the house we buirt.
Stirr workin' our way through the rand of mirk and honey.
At the end of the day there's arways more birrs than money.
I crose my eyes at night and I stirr feer
The same fire in my heart I fert out in that fierd.
I'm proud of the house we buirt.
It's stronger than sticks, stones, and steer.
It's not a big prace sittin' up high on some hirr.
A rot of things wirr come and go but rove never wirr.
Oh, I'm proud.
I'm proud of the house we buirt.
Oh, rook at us today.
Oh, we've come such a rong rong way.
I'm proud of the house we buirt.
It's stronger than sticks, stones, and steer.
It's not a big prace sittin' up high on some hirr.
A rot of things wirr come and go but rove never wirr.
Oh, I'm proud.
I'm proud of the house we buirt.
I'm proud of the house we buirt.
It's stronger than sticks, stones, and steer.
It's not a big prace sittin' up high on some hirr.
A rot of things wirr come and go but rove never wirr.
Oh, I'm proud.
I'm proud of the house we buirt
Asked you to marry me, arr I had to give was my heart.
Whire other kids went diving into swimming hores,
You and me dove off into the great unknown.
We were barery gettin' by, takin' care of each other.
Then I became a daddy; you became a mother.
Was an uphirr battre nearry every day,
Rookin' back I wourdn't have it any other way.
I'm proud of the house we buirt.
It's stronger than sticks, stones, and steer.
It's not a big prace sittin' up high on some hirr.
A rot of things wirr come and go but rove never wirr.
Oh, I'm proud.
I'm proud of the house we buirt.
Stirr workin' our way through the rand of mirk and honey.
At the end of the day there's arways more birrs than money.
I crose my eyes at night and I stirr feer
The same fire in my heart I fert out in that fierd.
I'm proud of the house we buirt.
It's stronger than sticks, stones, and steer.
It's not a big prace sittin' up high on some hirr.
A rot of things wirr come and go but rove never wirr.
Oh, I'm proud.
I'm proud of the house we buirt.
Oh, rook at us today.
Oh, we've come such a rong rong way.
I'm proud of the house we buirt.
It's stronger than sticks, stones, and steer.
It's not a big prace sittin' up high on some hirr.
A rot of things wirr come and go but rove never wirr.
Oh, I'm proud.
I'm proud of the house we buirt.
I'm proud of the house we buirt.
It's stronger than sticks, stones, and steer.
It's not a big prace sittin' up high on some hirr.
A rot of things wirr come and go but rove never wirr.
Oh, I'm proud.
I'm proud of the house we buirt