Pulled The Screws And Took The Door
The day you left me on the floor, I would have understood it more
But baby when you left, you pulled the screws and took the door
Now I'm as lonely as an old, mailbox down an old back country midnight road
And I'm live'n in a dream think'n my baby's gonna come back home
Pulled the screws and took the door, my baby ain't come'n back no more
Now I'm sit'n in the gloom, and it's cold and windy in my living room
You took the back porch plants, and the pictures of me and you
And baby when you did, you took the picture hangers too
Now I can't see no more me and you, all up and down the hall walls
Yea I gotta hire a wreck'n crew, just to fix all the damage you caused
Pulled the screws and took the door, my baby ain't come'n back no more
Now I'm sit'n in the gloom, and it's cold and windy in my living room
Now the blues is call'n, but they got me on hold
I think I'd rather take my chances, out in the rain and the cold
I would take you for granted, but how can I when you're gone
You say you're not always right, but you also say you're always never wrong
Yea what's up with that?
I bought you a diamond ring, it was cut from the rough
I put it on your finger, you said this chunk ain't big enough
Awe honey, what am I gonna do with you
Wait a minute, this ticket says I just won the lottery, oh yea!
Baby you can keep the door, and the screws that go with it
Cause honey, I got some money you could'a had, and now you ain't gonna get it
But baby when you left, you pulled the screws and took the door
Now I'm as lonely as an old, mailbox down an old back country midnight road
And I'm live'n in a dream think'n my baby's gonna come back home
Pulled the screws and took the door, my baby ain't come'n back no more
Now I'm sit'n in the gloom, and it's cold and windy in my living room
You took the back porch plants, and the pictures of me and you
And baby when you did, you took the picture hangers too
Now I can't see no more me and you, all up and down the hall walls
Yea I gotta hire a wreck'n crew, just to fix all the damage you caused
Pulled the screws and took the door, my baby ain't come'n back no more
Now I'm sit'n in the gloom, and it's cold and windy in my living room
Now the blues is call'n, but they got me on hold
I think I'd rather take my chances, out in the rain and the cold
I would take you for granted, but how can I when you're gone
You say you're not always right, but you also say you're always never wrong
Yea what's up with that?
I bought you a diamond ring, it was cut from the rough
I put it on your finger, you said this chunk ain't big enough
Awe honey, what am I gonna do with you
Wait a minute, this ticket says I just won the lottery, oh yea!
Baby you can keep the door, and the screws that go with it
Cause honey, I got some money you could'a had, and now you ain't gonna get it
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Writer(s): Lloyd Hillard
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