sun on my backdoor
yeah i'm gonna walk right in it
leave this house of woe
i can't spend another minute
in this mean old house
by the railway tracks
i'm gonna lay my head down
and i'm never lookin back
no i'm never lookin back
back behind the gates
two roads intersect
the devil lies in wait
he loves to make a bet
he likes bettin on the blues
he loves to bend that string
only he don't like to lose
honey he don't like the sting
nah he don't like the sting
from down by the river
you can still see the house
and the water keeps rising
it's never high enough
so i'm gonna walk right in it
carry me with the flow
i won't spend another minute
in this house of woe
h-h-h-h-house
w-w-w-w-woe
h-h-h-h-house
w-w-w-w-w-woe