This Side Of The Door

(álbum: What A Way To Live - 1994)

Door knob in one hand
Suitcase in the other
And I don't love you rolling 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, slamming that ol' door
Now the silence is more deadly than the violence of the storm

I've seen a coyote howling
Crying 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 nothing quite as lonesome
As this side of the door
This side of the door

Me and ol' Jack Daniels
Been in this chair for days
And we 'bout rocked a hole in this old floor
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 rocking chair for kindling, watch that door go up in flames

I've seen a coyote howling
Crying 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 nothing 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 nothing quite as lonesome
As this side of the door
This side of the door