It's just a seven-by-three piece of pine tree
From somewhere down in Georgia
Nine-panel glass hung way back in 1954
They say it's original, squeaks just a little
Well, somethin' that old probably should
But other folks think it's just a dead bolt
A handle, and some hinges on wood
But it's been slammed like thunder
Kinda makes you wonder
What in the hell it's seen
It's been wide open
Locked up tight
And every place in-between
Yeah, you walked in and out of it a thousand times
But all it took was just one goodbye
To leave my brokеn heart strung all across the floor
Just tryna find another way out of thеse walls
Yeah, you're gone, but it ain't his fault
'Cause after all, it's just a door
Well, I got half a mind to get drunk tonight
And put this place on the market
On the other hand, this Jerry can
Full of gas that can help me spark it
But knowin' my luck, this house would go up
And the damn thing'd be standin' there still
Like a "she's gone" reminder, lookin' just like
The damn back door to Hell
It's been slammed like thunder
Kinda makes you wonder
What in the hell it's seen
It's been wide open
Locked up tight
And every place in-between
Yeah, you walked in and out of it a thousand times
But all it took was just one goodbye
To leave my brokеn heart strung all across the floor
Just tryna find another way out of thеse walls
Yeah, you're gone, but it ain't his fault
'Cause after all, it's just a door
And I could paint it, change it
Trade it out for somethin' new
But I'll prolly just leave it there swayin'
'Cause it's all I got left of you, yeah
Aw, yeah
It's been slammed like thunder
Kinda makes you wonder
What in the hell it's seen
It's been wide open
Locked up tight
And every place in-between
Yeah, you walked in and out of it a thousand times
But all it took was just one goodbye
To leave my brokеn heart strung all across the floor
Just tryna find another way out of thеse walls
Yeah, you're gone, but it ain't his fault
'Cause after all, it's just a-
Seven-by-three piece of pine tree
From somewhere down in Georgia