The House
Kevin T. Bowman Lyrics


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Over Yonder by the river stands a memory.
A grave-yard, for a life that used to be.
This ole' homless shelter without Love is made of stone.
Over Yonder this ole'house is all alone.
There's a picture of a happy couple on the wall.
Near the fireplace sits an empty rockin' chair.
As the minutes turn to hours still no body's home.
Over Yonder this ole' house is all alone.
Outside the backdoor where a path leads to a little
field. there lies a graveyard with some words carved
out in stone. If you read these words you'll understand
the reason why. Over Yonder this ole' house is all alone.
She died in the night while she was sleeping.
Nobody ever knew the reason why.
They found his body with a bullet through his brain.
They buried them together by and by.
Sometimes they say the lights go on real late at night.
And you can hear there voices singing sweet and low.
But if you come too close they quickly fade away.
I guess the secrets of this house I'll never know.
Outside the backdoor where a path leads to a little
field. there lies a graveyard with some words carved
out in stone. If you read these words you'll understand
the reason why. Over Yonder this ole' house is all alone.
She died in the night while she was sleeping.
Nobody ever knew the reason why.
They found his body with a bullet through his brain.
They buried them together by and by.
Over Yonder by the river stands a memory.
A grave-yard, for a life that used to be.
This ole' homless shelter without Love is made of stone.




Over Yonder this ole'house is all alone.
Over Yonder this ole'house is all alone.

Overall Meaning

In Kevin T. Bowman's song "The House," he tells the story of an abandoned house by the river, which used to be a home full of love and memories. The singer describes how the house is now a homeless shelter made of stone and stands alone, with only a picture of a happy couple and an empty rocking chair left behind. The lyrics also reveal that outside the backdoor, there is a graveyard, where the couple who used to live in the house is buried, side by side. The singer explains that the woman died in her sleep, and nobody knows why, while the man was found with a bullet through his brain.


The hauntingly beautiful lyrics of the song suggest that the house has a secret history that is now buried in its walls. The singer talks about how sometimes, late at night, the lights go on in the house, and you can hear faint singing voices, but they quickly fade away. It seems that the secrets of this house will remain hidden, and the loneliness of this abandoned place will persist. The song's melancholy tone and evocative lyrics make it a poignant reminder of the transience of love and the inevitability of loss.


Line by Line Meaning

Over Yonder by the river stands a memory.
There is a location by the river that holds a memory.


A grave-yard, for a life that used to be.
There is a graveyard that represents a past life.


This ole' homless shelter without Love is made of stone.
The shelter is loveless and made of stone.


Over Yonder this ole'house is all alone.
The old house is all alone.


There's a picture of a happy couple on the wall.
A picture of a once happy couple hangs on the wall.


Near the fireplace sits an empty rockin' chair.
An empty rocking chair sits close to the fireplace.


As the minutes turn to hours still no body's home.
Hours pass with no sign of anyone returning home.


Over Yonder this ole' house is all alone.
The old house remains empty and abandoned.


Outside the backdoor where a path leads to a little field.
Beyond the backdoor is a path that leads to a small field.


There lies a graveyard with some words carved out in stone.
In the field is a graveyard with inscriptions on the headstones.


If you read these words you'll understand the reason why.
By reading the inscriptions, the reason for the graveyard becomes clear.


Over Yonder this ole' house is all alone.
The old house stands empty and isolated.


She died in the night while she was sleeping.
She passed away whilst sleeping.


Nobody ever knew the reason why.
No one knows why she died.


They found his body with a bullet through his brain.
His body was discovered with a gunshot wound to the head.


They buried them together by and by.
The couple are buried next to each other.


Sometimes they say the lights go on real late at night.
It is said that the lights turn on very late at night.


And you can hear there voices singing sweet and low.
Voices can be heard singing softly.


But if you come too close they quickly fade away.
If you approach, the singing quickly stops.


I guess the secrets of this house I'll never know.
The secrets of the old house will forever remain a mystery.


Over Yonder this ole' house is all alone.
The old house is still standing empty and alone.


She died in the night while she was sleeping.
She passed away whilst sleeping.


Nobody ever knew the reason why.
No one knows why she died.


They found his body with a bullet through his brain.
His body was discovered with a gunshot wound to the head.


They buried them together by and by.
The couple are buried next to each other.


Over Yonder by the river stands a memory.
There is a memory connected to the area by the river.


A grave-yard, for a life that used to be.
The graveyard represents a past life that is no more.


This ole' homless shelter without Love is made of stone.
The loveless shelter is made from stone.


Over Yonder this ole'house is all alone.
The old house still stands empty and isolated.




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@MsFuzzipoo

Word. I was just thinking the exact same thing. I'm a cis bi gal, 40, and just recently found out I'm autistic. For decades I've known I like friendships with straight males specifically because they're straightforward and rarely passive aggressive/cagey if something's up.

Don't get me wrong: I have really wonderful close female friends. They're my ride or die gals... and they're all girls I can trust to be totally honest, e.g. telling me if I upset them. We'll discuss it, I'll apologize if needed, and we'll be good again... (and of course, I can do the same with them).

I just can't deal with people of any gender who insist "I'm fine" when they're obviously angry with me and I've asked what I've done... but then they'll discuss what I did with everyone except me (it's happened A LOT: with men, women and nonbinary folks... but mostly women 🫤).

I mean, I understand women are socially conditioned to be indirect, and sometimes we're like that for personal safety. I say "we" because I've had to do it in situations when being honest = being harmed. It's happened in bars, at school, in public, in private... Everywhere! So many times that I've lost count!

When I was assaulted/raped, being "nice" to my rapist immediately afterwards was the only way I could escape... I HATED being "nice" to him during that conversation, but I knew angering him meant prolonging the assault, more trauma, and more injuries.

AHEM (⁠・⁠–⁠・⁠;⁠)⁠ゞ

Sorry, I guess what I'm trying to say is I fully understand why being indirect/evasive is the norm for (some, not all!) women. It's a way to safely navigate difficult and dangerous situations. Unfortunately, for some, it becomes their default and it's how they communicate when they're speaking with friends and people they truly like.

I can't handle that when it happens in friendly conversations/relationships. However, I don't disparage the women who do it. I just don't become friends with them 🤷🏻‍♀️



All comments from YouTube:

@SuburbanSavage

My late elderly dad had a gay male friend and it was adorable. They actually met in the army in 1940s and my dad found out that the dude was gay and wouldn't out him to his superiors, because he felt that since his buddy volunteered, he deserved to be there.
Dad later set him up with my mom's cousin and they stayed together for over 40 years, until dad's pal died.

@jamesz9635

what a bro

@SuburbanSavage

@@jamesz9635 my dad's thought was, "more chicks for me!" Lol!

@paleobc65

Awww this is so sweet, it’s so wholesome to know straight male allies existed back in the WWII days

@glgl1472

A Norman Rockwell painting 🎨🖌️ needing to be done

@jjf609

What a great dad... You know how much it must have meant to the gay friend/soldier that he could tell your dad his truth & be accepted.

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@deeobrien5417

The “straight male friend available everywhere…. Except therapy” is so funny and spot on 😂

@gemrad87

Came here to say this. 😅💯

@Dinosaursof

Can I play PS5 at therapy?

@deeobrien5417

@@gemmaheilmer359 ha it’s toooo on point 😂 brilliant

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