Jimmy gave us the number
And Gerry gave us a place to stay
And Billy got a hold of a van
And man we moved in the very next day
To twenty-five fourty-one
Big windows to let in the sun
Twenty-five fourty-one
Billy put down the money
And I picked up the keys
We had to keep the stove on all night long
So the mice wouldn't freeze
You put our names on the mailbox
And I put everything else in the past
It was the first place we had to ourselves
I didn't know it would be the last
Twenty-five fourty-one
Big windows to let in the sun
Twenty-five fourty-one
Now everything is over
Everthing is done
Everthing's in boxes
At twenty-five fourty-one
Well things are so much different now
I'd say the situation's reversed
And it'll probably not be the last time
I'll have to be out by the first
Twenty-five fourty-one
Big windows to let in the sun
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Writer(s): Grant Vernon Hart
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