Back Door Lyrics Meanings
by holt spencer

Woah yea-e-yea-yeah
Work truck headed south bound
The rain was falling down
I could see through the foggy smoke that girl's been messing around
She told me she loved me but she had five more
Sneaking and crawling on my backdoor
I woke up in the middle of the night it was thundering rain
I thought I'd heard that whistle blowing like a passenger train
Look in the mirror got a busted lip
I guess it was the night before
When I caught a good buzz and heard footsteps on my back door
I keep my past in the pine rows
Way down in the mud holes
Can't let it out it's been outlawed
Like a twelve gauge sawed off
Like a cowboy on the plains
Sipping grain liquor let it spark a blue flame
Every time it's raining I'm pouring
Don't go knock knocking on the door
Put fifty in an old truck and let me just ride away
Trotting like a mustang on a dirt wagon highway
I wanna feel the roots the boots but I'm stuck on the floor
I can hear the screeching on my back door
Woah yea-e-yea-yeah