It's a churchyard auction, a sight to see,
Where the eyes are big, and the odds are lean.
The pockets all are empty, the chances all are gone,
But there's a free bet yet on a house of stone,
A house of stone.
Now some may sing sounds of hallelujah
And dream about a mansion of gold,
But to each be true and to each be known.
My dreams all are resting on a house of stone,
A house of stone.
Say that devil's a sly one with many kind friends.
His riches are boundless, they know no no end.
Down in the valley, the shadow's grown,
But in the light of Calvary sits a house of stone,
A house of stone.
Writer(s): Andrew Marlin
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