To Her Door

They got married early
Never had no money
Then when he got laid off
They really hit the skids
He started up his drinking
Then they started fighting
He took it pretty badly
She took both the kids
She said "I'm not standing by
To watch you slowly die
So watch me walking out the door, out the door, out the door
She said, "Shove it Jack
I'm walking out the fucking door"

She went to her brother's
Got a little bar work
He went to the buttery
Stayed about a year
Then he wrote a letter
Said, "I want to see you"
She thought he sounded better
She sent him the fare
He was riding through the cane
In the pouring rain
On Olympic to her door

And his heart was singing like a lowdown guitar.

He came in on a Sunday
Every muscle aching
Walking in slow motion
Like he'd just been hit
Did they have a future?
Would he know his children?
Could he make a picture,
And get them all to fit?
He was shaking in his seat
Riding through the streets
In a Silvertop to her door

...shaking in his seat
Riding through the streets
In a Silvertop to her door, to her door, to her door