Could've hurt me a lot less with a gun
Me and ol' Jack Daniels, been in this chair for days
I've heard that famous whippoorwill and felt the north wind blow
As this side of the door
I've seen a coyote howlin', cryin' for his mate
I've seen a coyote howlin', cryin' for his mate
I've heard that famous whippoorwill and felt the north wind blow
I will burn this house down, before I go insane
She nearly knocked the wall down, slammin' that ol' door
As this side of the door, this side of the door
Got a pocket full of bullets, a hair trigger .38
I've heard that famous whippoorwill and felt the north wind blow
I'm gonna put some daylight through that door
But there ain't nothin' quite as lonesome
Use that rockin' chair for kindling, watch that door go up in flames
But there ain't nothin' quite as lonesome
Now the silence is more deadly than the violence of the storm
But there ain't nothin' quite as lonesome
Words ripped right through me, tore a hole in my heart
I've made a home with hobos, in the boxcar of a train
And we 'bout rocked a hole in this old floor
I've made a home with hobos, in the boxcar of a train
