To Build A House

(Steven LaFollette)

A bank-robber tune, originally written as a waltz in 3/4. The song is a fun mix of familiar Bonnie-and-Clyde type imagery and morality tale, with the Biblical parable of the man who builds his house on the sand. The story is mostly for fun but packages the cinematic theme with a proverb of sorts.

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Verse The suggest we come quietly now With our hands in the air and our guns on the ground But I’ve got a hole in the cap of my knee So I ain’t goin’ nowhere Verse They ask for my answer, I intend to shout But it’s hard to speak with your gun in my mouth A tear in your eye says the thought crossed your mind But we ain’t gonna leave this world that way Verse And the exits are blocked by the arm of the law And the boy with the bullhorn can scream his voice raw Their point gets across, honey you don’t seem scared So we ain’t goin’ nowhere Pre Chorus But I caught you looking at the fire escape We wagered all of our plans at the tables across from the bank It’s no consolation, but these were just dreams So take what you can when you go and when I’m out come looking for me Chorus And while I am gone put your finest clothes on Go to church honey, sing for the choir Pray for my soul if it helps you to grow now And write to me what you have learned Verse I request you go bury our sins In the dunes south of Boise and two miles XX XXX XXXXXXX XX XXXXXXX XXXX XX XXX XXXX XX XXXX XXXXXX XXX XXXXX XXX X XXXXX XXX XXXXXX X XXXX XXXX XXXXXXX XX XXX XXXXX XXXXXXX XXX XXXXX XXX X XXXX XXXXXXX XX XXX XXXX XX XXXX XXXXX XX XXX XXX XXXX XXX XXXX XXXXXX XX XX XXXXXXX XXXXXXXX XXXXXX XXXXXX XXX XXXX XXXX XXX XXX XX XXXX XXXX XXXXX XXXXXXXX XXXXX XXX XXXXX XXXX XX XXX XXXX XXXXXX XXXXX XXXXXX XXXXX XX XXXXX X XXXX XXXXX XXX XXXX XXXX XX X XXXXXX XXXX XXXXX XX XXX XXXX XXXXXXXX XX XXXXXX XXXXXX XX XXXXXXX XXXXXXXX XX XX XXXX XXXX XX XXXXX XXXXX XXX

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