| Song | Give Us Treble |
| Artist | Fine China |
| Album | When The World Sings |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| I’m going to the house again to reunite with wife and kids. | |
| Back with my family is where | |
| I want to be. | |
| These never treat me wrong, when | |
| I get home | |
| I’m writing songs. | |
| About the way things used to be. | |
| Give us treble for the good times, listen to the story of our lives. | |
| It’s a story that was never told, a story never told. | |
| Asleep within the house again, as evening ends and night begins, | |
| A song of joy within our hearts. | |
| These are the days of old, listen as our lives unfold. | |
| This is the story never told. | |
| I’m going to the house again, to reunite with wife and kids. | |
| Back with my family is where | |
| I want to be. | |
| These are the days of old, listen as our lives unfold. | |
| This is the story never told. |
| I' m going to the house again to reunite with wife and kids. | |
| Back with my family is where | |
| I want to be. | |
| These never treat me wrong, when | |
| I get home | |
| I' m writing songs. | |
| About the way things used to be. | |
| Give us treble for the good times, listen to the story of our lives. | |
| It' s a story that was never told, a story never told. | |
| Asleep within the house again, as evening ends and night begins, | |
| A song of joy within our hearts. | |
| These are the days of old, listen as our lives unfold. | |
| This is the story never told. | |
| I' m going to the house again, to reunite with wife and kids. | |
| Back with my family is where | |
| I want to be. | |
| These are the days of old, listen as our lives unfold. | |
| This is the story never told. |
| I' m going to the house again to reunite with wife and kids. | |
| Back with my family is where | |
| I want to be. | |
| These never treat me wrong, when | |
| I get home | |
| I' m writing songs. | |
| About the way things used to be. | |
| Give us treble for the good times, listen to the story of our lives. | |
| It' s a story that was never told, a story never told. | |
| Asleep within the house again, as evening ends and night begins, | |
| A song of joy within our hearts. | |
| These are the days of old, listen as our lives unfold. | |
| This is the story never told. | |
| I' m going to the house again, to reunite with wife and kids. | |
| Back with my family is where | |
| I want to be. | |
| These are the days of old, listen as our lives unfold. | |
| This is the story never told. |