Fixing Up the Farmhouse
Campfire folk song with a loose, shuffling mid-tempo: whistling, acoustic guitar, piano, trumpet and claps, with a male and a female voice in a duet with playful banter. Joyous and ramshackle, sung in English, about fixing up an old farmhouse together and laughing through every mistake.
Lyrics
Grab the hammer, I’ll grab the nailsWatch the porch swing lean and failYou said this wood was built to lastWell, I think it’s living in the pastHoney, we’re fixing it upFilling the cracks in a leaky cupA little bit of paint and a whole lot of luckLaughing through the mess in our pickup truckFixing it upYeah, we’re fixing it upDid you mean to kick that hole?It adds a bit of heart and soulOops, the kitchen floor is blueIt matches the smudge on the tip of your shoeHoney, we’re fixing it upFilling the cracks in a leaky cupA little bit of paint and a whole lot of luckLaughing through the mess in our pickup truckFixing it upYeah, we’re fixing it upThe roof might whistle when the wind gets highBut we’ve got the stars and a summer skyIf the walls are crooked, then we’ll just stand sidewaysTurning these chores into happy holidaysHoney, we’re fixing it upFilling the cracks in a leaky cupA little bit of paint and a whole lot of luckLaughing through the mess in our pickup truckFixing it upYeah, we’re fixing it up