Door knob in one hand
Suitcase in the other
And I don't love you
rollin' off her tongue
Words ripped right through me
Tore a hole in my heart
Could've hurt me
a lot less with a gun
She nearly knocked
the wall down
slammin' that old door
Now the silence
is more deadly
Than the violence
of the storm
I've seen a coyote howlin'
Cryin' for his mate
I've made a home with hobos
In the boxcar of a train
I've heard that famous
whippoorwill
And felt the north wind blow
But there ain't nothin'
quite as lonesome
as this side of the door
This side of the door
Now me and old Jack Daniels
Been in this chair for days
And we 'bout rocked
a hole in this old floor
I got a pocket full of bullets
A hair trigger 38
I'm gonna put some
daylight through that door
I will burn this house down
before I go insane
Use that rockin'
chair for kindlin'
Watch that door go up
in flames
I've seen a coyote howlin'
Cryin' for his mate
I've made a home with hobos
In the boxcar of a train
I've heard that famous
whippoorwill
And felt the north wind blow
But there ain't nothin'
quite as lonesome
as this side of the door
I've heard that famous
whippoorwill
And felt the north wind blow
But there ain't nothin'
quite as lonesome
as this side of the door
This side of the door