Lyric

Come on in, the kettle's on

Shoes by the door, the day rolls on

Mama's got a wooden spoon keeping time

Uncle tells the same old joke, still fine

Cousin on the sofa, singing off-key

Little feet racing past me, one-two-three

Plates on the table, names in the air

Every small story gets passed everywhere

This is our house, come gather around

Big warm hearts and a joyful sound

Pass that bowl, pull up that chair

There's always room, there's always care

This is our house, bright as can be

All of our people, all of our family

Grandpa's newspaper folded by the fan

Auntie brings dessert before the meal began

Someone's at the window waving hello

The whole hallway's moving with the flow

Keys by the doorway, coats on the stair

A little bit crowded, but nobody cares

This is our house, come gather around

Big warm hearts and a joyful sound

Pass that bowl, pull up that chair

There's always room, there's always care

This is our house, bright as can be

All of our people, all of our family

When the week gets heavy, we know where to go

One knock on the door and the welcome says so

No perfect picture, no polished scene

Just love in the kitchen and laughter between

Pull up a chair

Stay awhile

Tell us your news

Give us that smile

This is our house, come gather around

Big warm hearts and a joyful sound

Pass that bowl, pull up that chair

There's always room, there's always care

This is our house, bright as can be

All of our people, all of our family

Kettle goes quiet, the stories stay

Same warm table, another good day