The Housefire

I remember smelling smoke

I woke up, I was choking

Lorrie grabbed the baby and we made it safe outside

She never missed a note

Took a breath and cleared her throat

And wrapped him in a Carhartt coat she found out in my ride

Next thing I remember

I was barefoot in December

When I hit the door again, it really came alive

That was all she wrote

In a thirty second note

I got out with a photograph and my old Auto-5

Lord knows that I've been blessed

I can stand up to the test

I can live on so much less

This much, I've been learning

Feel a pounding in my chest

I'm fearful, I'll confess

How am I to get my rest? The house I built is burning

Well, Lorrie called the volunteers

Siren, music to my ears

First I've been glad to hear the flashing red and blue

Can't repay the time they gave

There was nothing left to save

Shake all of their hands and wave

They did all they could do

Lord knows that I've been blessed

I can stand up to the test

I can live on so much less

This much, I've been learning

Forgive my cowardice

I'm fearful, I'll confess

How am I to get my rest? The house I built is burning

We snuck away two nights ago

Rode around the logging roads

We've been stuck in a motorhome about to fall apart

We finally made a go

Got dealt a heavy blow

She said, "I'll bet you make it"

"It's a long way from your heart"

Well, I know that I've been blessed

I can make more out of less

I can get my rest in any bed that I lay down in

Got nothing holding me

Got a couple memories

A picture of the three of us and my grandfather's Browning