Mark Chesnutt - This Side Of The Door Lyrics
(tim mensy/shawn camp)Door knob in one handSuitcase in the otherAnd I dont love you rollin off her tongueWords ripped right through meTore a hole in my heartCouldve hurt me a lot less with a gunShe nearly knocked the wall down, slammin that ol doorNow the silence is more deadly than the violence of the stormIve seen a coyote howlinCryin for his mateIve made a home with hobosIn the boxcar of a trainIve heard that famous whippoorwillAnd felt the north wind blowBut there aint nothin quite as lonesomeAs this side of the doorThis side of the doorMe and ol jack danielsBeen in this chair for daysAnd we bout rocked a hole in this old floorGot a pocket full of bulletsA hair trigger .38Im gonna put some daylight through that doorI will burn this house down, before I go insaneUse that rockin chair for kindling, watch that door go up in flamesIve seen a coyote howlinCryin for his mateIve made a home with hobosIn the boxcar of a trainIve heard that famous whippoorwillAnd felt the north wind blowBut there aint nothin quite as lonesomeAs this side of the doorIve heard that famous whippoorwillAnd felt the north wind blowBut there aint nothin quite as lonesomeAs this side of the doorThis side of the door
