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