IntroVerse 1Well Im Going Through Your Room Throwing Things Away.Your Old Keys, Your Old Coat, Them Old Bills You Meant To Pay.And Your Beds Still Made Up Neat, Like You Might Come Back Tonight.ChorusDust Piling On The Cabnet, Shinin' Golden In The Soft Morning Light.And All Those Little Things That I Used To Look Forward To, Like Sitting In The KitchenTalking Over The Morning News, They All Left With You.Verse 2Now This Whole Damn House Is One Big Wound With Curtans Drawn.N' Every Picture Frame I See Just Reminds Me That Your Gone. Still, I Try To Carry On.Theres Your Car Out In The Drive, With Dust Collecting On The Dash.And I Swear It Looks More Lonesome Than It Ever Did BeforeChorusI Tried To Take It For A Ride Down These Old Country Roads But Every Turn Out In This Town, Every Bend AndWind Brings Back Your Ghost.And All Those Little Things That I Used To Look Forward To, Like Sitting In The Kitchen Talking Over TheMorning News, It All Left With You.BridgeNow This Whole Damn House Is One Big Wound With Curtains Drawn.And Every Picture Frame I See Just Reminds Me That You're Gone.G G:7Still I Try To Carry On.ChorusAnd I've Heard This Place In Winter, And I've Heard This Place In Rain.Ive Heard It Full Of Family During The Football GamesBut Aint Never Been This Quiet Since Ive First Been To This Country Town,OutroBunch Of Strangers Shuffling Around, Clearing House
