Lyrics:

The house on Fishy Lake Road
Stands on the brow of the hill
The timbers are weathered and grey
The rooms are empty and still

The warmth from a welcoming fire
Beckons this traveller home
The wind from the range whistles through
Whipping round timber and stone

Tell me your story
If it can be told
I know you've not always been empty and cold
Whisper it softly
Let it unfold
Tell me the story of the house on Fishy Lake Road

And what of the on?s who lived here?
You sh?ltered through wheel and through woe
The souls that drew breath in your walls
Who are they and where did they go?

Tell me your story
If it can be told
I know you've not always been empty and cold
Whisper it softly
Let it unfold
Tell me the story of the house on Fishy Lake Road

Ooh
Oh-oh-oh-oh
Oh-oh-oh-ooh
Oh-oh-oh-ooh

Tell me your story
If it can be told
I know you've not always been empty and cold
Whisper it softly
Let it unfold
And tell me the story of the house on Fishy Lake Road
Oh
Tell me the story of the house on Fishy Lake Road

Ooh
Oh-oh-oh-oh
Oh-oh-oh-ooh
Oh-oh-oh-ooh
Ooh
Oh-oh-oh-oh
Oh-oh-oh-ooh
Oh-oh-oh-ooh