Текст: George Jones. Other. The Door.

heard the sound of my dear old mama [C]crying
And the [D]sound of the train that took me off to [G]war
The [G]awful sound of a thousand bombs ex[C]ploding
And I [Am]wondered if I could take it any[C]more[D]

There were [G]times when they almost drove me [C]crazy
But I [D]did my best and took it like a [G]man
And [G]who would think in my lonely room Ia?a?¬?d [C]hear it
The [D]one sound in the world my heart cana?a?¬?t [G]stand

[N.C.]To hear that sound and to [G]know its really [C]over
Through tear stained eyes I watched her walk a[D]way
And of [G]earthquakes storms and guns and war
Lord [C]nothing has ever hurt me more than that [G]lonely sound
The [D]closing of the [G]door

(Key change to G#)
And of [G#]earthquakes storms and guns and war
Lord [C#]nothing ever hurt me more than that [G]lonely sound
The [D#]closing of the [G#]door