This Side Of The Door Lyrics - 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