Intro: CGmDmFmCGm
Father wears his Sunday best,
DmFm
Mother's tired she needs a rest, the kids are playing up downstairs.
CGm
Sister's sighing in her sleep,
DmFm
Brother's got a date to keep; he can't hang around.
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DAmEmGmD
Our house, in the middle of our street,
AmEmGm
Our house, in the middle of our...
CGm
Our house it has a crowd,
DmFm
There's always something happening, and it's usually quite loud.
CGm
Our mum she's so house-proud.
DmFm
Nothing ever slows her down, and a mess is not allowed.
DAmEmGmD
Our house, in the middle of our street,
AmEmGm
Our house, in the middle of our...
BF#mC#mEmB
Our house, in the middle of our street,
BF#mC#mEmB
Something tells you that you've got to get a-way from it.
CGm
Father gets up late for work,
DmFm
Mother has to iron his shirt, then she sends the kids to school.
CGm
Sees them off with a small kiss.
DmFm
She's the one they're going to miss, in lots of ways.
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Our house, in the middle of our street,
AmEmGm
Our house, in the middle of our...
C
I remember way back then, when everything was true, and when,
Gm
We would have such a very good time;
DmFm
Such a fine time, such a happy time.
C
And I remember how we'd play,
Gm
Simply waste the day away, then we'd say;
DmFm
Nothing would come be-tween us; two dreamers.
CGm
Father wears his Sunday best,
DmFm
Mother's tired she needs a rest, the kids are playing up downstairs.
CGm
Sister's sighing in her sleep,
DmFm
Brother's got a date to keep; he can't hang around.
DAmEmGmD
Our house, in the middle of our street,
AmEmGm (B)
Our house, in the middle of our street.
BF#mC#mEmB
Our house, in the middle of our street,
F#mC#mEm
Our house, in the middle of our...
CGmDmFmC
Our house, was our castle and our keep,
GmDmFm (C)
Our house, in the middle of our street.
DAmEmGmD
Our house, that was where we used to meet,
AmEmGm (B)
Our house, in the middle of our street.