From the recording Honey from Dried Grass
Lyrics
Lost in a House
by Christopher Cook
She stuck a penny inside of her shoe
Back in 1972
It was a wish for luck and it worked that day
So that’s where that penny has stayed
Her mother died in 1983
Left her the house and all of the trees
She keeps it up, just the same way
It’s part of her luck, so that’s where she stays
It’s a rich and beautiful world
So much to see when you travel about
But when you’re a lonely girl
You can get lost in a house
Oh, lost in a house
There’s a jar with a label for each thing
At night she sits at the piano and secretly sings
Behind it is a trap she set for a mouse
A little mouse who got lost in a house
It’s a rich and beautiful world
So much to see when you travel about
But when you’re a lonely girl
You can get lost in a house
Oh, lost in a house
I knew the girl, she liked to fall asleep in my arms
When she did you couldn’t call up the blues
I didn’t think it could do any harm
But once I was gone, I seemed to have holes in my shoes
It’s a rich and beautiful world
So much to see when you travel about
But when you’re a lonely girl
You can get lost in a house
Oh, lost in a house