Out The Door

Out The Door
© 2012, Dawn Kenney, Louisa Brandscomb


I tore out the back porch
into a driving rain
to the slamming of a screen door
and the calling of my name

Time for a change, Time for a change

It's a lonesome hollow sound
When love comes to an end
but the life that I've been living
I will never know again

I can't pretend, no I can't pretend

CHORUS
You won't be hearing my footsteps on the floor
you can take the battle, I have won the war

I’m out the door, I'm out the door


Did you ever see the silver
of the moonlight on the track
this train is leaving town
and she ain't coming back

And that's a fact, That's a fact

CHORUS
You won't be hearing my footsteps on the floor
you can take the battle, I have won the war

I'm out the door, I'm out the door

I’m out the door, I'm out the door.