My little home knows
Of broken locks
And misheard knocks
And even through thunder and storm
My Little home knows
What comfort should hold
When days are harsh
And agonised are our faith
My little home knows
When strangers come more than love ones do
My little home knows
Just what to do
When pain sweetens our hate
And shed what little compassion remains
My little home knows
For my heart has been my home
All these years