Verse 1
   D           D7 
My house is no mansion 
       G 
But it still holds my treasures 
D                A7       D 
Things that will never be sold 
                        D7 
There's a few things in this world 
     G 
That just can't be measured 
   D         A          D   D7 
By money, by silver and gold 
 
Chorus
   G 
My house is filled with the things that I love 
         D 
From her smile in the mornin' 
                      A 
To her soft goodnight hugs 
    D 
Her whisper, her laughter 
           C/E  D/F#  G 
Everything that she   does 
   A        D               A             D   A D 
My house is filled with the things that I love 
 
Verse 2
     D               D7 
This old bed that we sleep on 
      G 
Don't have satin covers 
    D             A7    D 
But it holds some great memories 
        D7          G 
No deco-rations can make better lovers 
   D          A           D    D7 
In her arms I feel like a king 
 
Chorus
    G 
And my house is filled with the things that I love 
         D 
From her smile in the mornin' 
                      A 
To her soft goodnight hugs 
    D 
Her whisper, her laughter 
           C/E  D/F#  G 
Everything that she   does 
   A        D               A             D 
My house is filled with the things that l love 
 
Outro
     G  A        D               A             D 
Yes, my house is filled with the things that I love