Lyrics Bad News Knockin' - Roger Alan Wade

Bad News Knockin'

Late night headlight through the bedroom blinds
Old dog hides his head beneath the bed and whines
Blonde hair in yellow light looks like golden twine
We’ve both seen that silhouette before
I got bad news knockin' at my door
The rhythm of her rappin' on the rusty front door screen
Sounds like a hurricane blowed up from New Orleans
She’s totin' stolen aces, best I got is queens
We’ve been through this a time or two before
I’ve got bad news knockin' at my door
W met up in Saint Angelo across the Rio Grand
Thumbd her way to Matamoros, had a mystic read her hand
That diablo woman told me I see trouble up ahead
She’ll turn you inside out and makes you’s wish that you was dead
I pulled the curtain back from the window pane
My worst fear was confirmed, it was her there in the rain
I wish that she was gone and I was on a train, headed somewheres west of
Baltimore
I got bad news knockin' at my door
I got bad news knockin' at my door
I got bad news knockin' at my door