Through the Door - Israel Nash

Follow me to country

Stick to the wires and the phones

I’ll be around when the sun goes down

See the potter wheel spinning around

Bring your lovin' through the door

Bring your lovin' through the door

Bring your lovin' through the door

I could use a little more

Cast the stones, but aim to break my bones

They don’t come around no more

I’ll be alone, just north of San Antone

Where I’m runnin' out of miles

Bring your lovin' through the door

Bring your lovin' through the door

Bring your lovin' through the door

I could use a little more

Bring your lovin' through the door

Bring your lovin' through the door

Bring your lovin' through the door

(Bring your lovin' through the door)

Oh, bring it through the door