The Blue Door (Stone Angus)

Blew in from the storm He'd been riding for days Came home to find his lover In another man's gaze Now, some kill for whiskey Some kill for dimes Some kill for nothing He killed for the heartless crime Of gold like the blue door You lost your way But all he ever wanted was her touch But all he ever knew was all that much Her cotton candy sugared lips Does make the boys fall to bits But when she walks you best behave You best be ready to fall into her grave Of gold like the blue door You lost your way But all he ever wanted was her touch But all he ever knew was all that much But all he ever wanted was her touch But all he ever knew was all that much