The House That Jack Built

Album

Aretha's Gold

Label

Atlantic Records

Genre

Soul

Composer(s)

Bobby Lance;Fran Robbins

Entered Chart

Aug 17, 1968

Peak Date

Sep 7, 1968

Released

Unknown

Recorded

Unknown

Catalog #

Atlantic 45-2546

B-Side

I Say A Little Prayer*

This is the house
That Jack built, y'all
Remember this house

This was the land
That he worked by hand
It was the dream
Of an upright man

There was the room
That was filled with love
It was a love
That I was proud of

This is the life
The life that he planned
On the love, the same old love
In the house that Jack built
(The house that Jack built)
Remember this house

There was a fence
That held our love
(Yes, it was)
There was the gate
That he walked out of

This is the heart
It had turned to stone
(Yes, it is)
This is a house
It ain't no home

This was a love
That I destroyed
On the day that
I toyed with love
In the house that Jack built
(The house that Jack built)
I'm gonna remember this house

Oh, what's the use of crying
You know I brought it on myself
There's no denying

But it seems awful funny
That I didn't understand
Until I lost my upright man

Up on the hill
Everything stands still
In the house that Jack built
(The house that Jack built)
I'm gonna remember this house
(The house that Jack built)

Listen,
I got the house, I got the car
I got the rugs and I got the rent
But I ain't got Jack
And I want my Jack back

I turned my back on Jack
He said he wasn't coming back
I turned my back on Jack
He said he wasn't coming back

Oh, Jack, you
Oughta come on back
Oh, Jack you
Oughta come on back
(Come on back, Jack)

To the one that you built
It's the same one you built
You oughta come on back, Jack

Oh, now Jack
I didn't understand
Till I lost my upright man
Come on back, Jack
You oughta come on home now