Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song This Side Of The Door, artist - Gene Watson. Album song In A Perfect World, in the genre Кантри
Date of issue: 19.06.2005
Record label: Shanachie
Song language: English
This Side Of The Door |
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 ol' 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 |
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 rockin' chair for kindling, 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 |