If these old walls If these old walls could speak What a tale it had to tell Hard headed people raising hell A couple in love living week to week Rooms full of laughter If these old walls could speak If these old halls If hallowed halls could talk These would have a tale to tell The sun going down and dinner bell And children playing at hide and seek From floor to rafter If these old halls could speak They would tell you that I'm sorry For being cold and blind and weak They would tell you that it's only That I have a stubborn streak If these old walls could speak If these old fashioned Window panes had eyes I guess they would've seen it all Each little tear and sigh and footfall And every dream that we came to seek Or followed after If these old walls could speak They would tell you that I owe you More than I can ever pay Here's someone who really loves you Don't ever go away Is what these walls would say If they were not so mean If these old walls could speak