This Side Of The Door — текст песни (Mark Chesnutt)

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