This Side of the Door

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Mark Chesnutt - Pop

This Side of the Door

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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

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Writers
  • Tim Mensy
  • Shawn Camp