She Holds This House Together

Most mornings she's up before the sun even thinks about rising Gets breakfast going and the laundry out for drying Makes a cup of coffee, finds her favorite front porch spot And has a few minutes with the Lord before the crazy starts She keeps this family running like a well-oiled machine And never asks for anything It's not just the boards in the floors, the hinges on the doors The nails in the walls that keep this place from falling It's not just the windows in the rooms, the shingles on the roof The bricks and stones that give this place its bones She might deny it, but we all know better She holds this house together She's always got a shoulder when you need one to lean on And you can bet she'll stay up late waiting for you to come home She's a wife and a mother and everything in between She makes it all look easy, though it's harder than it seems It's not just the boards in the floors, the hinges on the doors The nails in the walls that keep this place from falling It's not just the windows in the rooms, the shingles on the roof The bricks and stones that give this place its bones She might deny it, but we all know better She holds this house together For her it's second nature, never feels like a heavy load Even when the foundation cracks and the weeds start to grow It's not just the boards in the floors, the hinges on the doors The nails in the walls that keep this place from falling It's not just the windows in the rooms, the shingles on the roof The bricks and stones that give this place its bones She might deny it, but we all know better She holds this house together She holds this house together She holds this house together