The Door - George Jones

I’ve heard the sound of my dear old mama crying

And the sound of the train that took me off to war

The awful sound of a thousand bombs exploding

And I wondered if I could take it anymore

There were times when they almost drove me crazy

But I did my best and took it like a man

And who would think in my lonely room I’d hear it

The one sound in the world my heart can’t stand

To hear that sound and to know its really over

Through tear stained eyes I watched her walk away

And of earthquakes, storms and guns and war

Lord, nothing has ever hurt me more than that lonely sound

The closing of the door

And of earthquakes, storms and guns and war

Lord, nothing ever hurt me more than that lonely sound

The closing of the door…