Old Red Door
Behind the Old Red Door: A Troubadour's Tale of Laughter, Love, and Friday Nights
Lyrics
I never want this night to end
I want this enjoyable night to continue indefinitely.
Sitting here hanging out, with all of my friends
I am currently in the company of my friends.
Telling stories, too many secrets for one man to hold
We are sharing stories, and there are many secrets being revealed.
Catching up on our lives, out on the road
We are catching up on each other's lives while traveling.
I came in on a red eye from Austin
I arrived on a late-night flight from Austin.
Jackie rode his bus in, straight from Los Angeles
Jackie arrived on his bus directly from Los Angeles.
Brady said they got busted, and it really cost them
Brady mentioned they got into trouble, and it had significant consequences.
They'll probably never go back, to Charleston again
They might never return to Charleston due to the incident.
Singing come on, singing come on, through that old red door
We are singing and encouraging each other to enter a familiar red door.
You know they've seen the likes of us, coming in here before
The place has hosted people like us before.
Laughing, singing, whiskey drinking, drifting troubadours
We are enjoying laughter, singing, whiskey, as wandering troubadours.
Living like it's always Friday night, behind that old red door
We live as if every night is a lively Friday behind that red door.
Bobby just found out that Shelly left him
Bobby just discovered that Shelly left him.
She said she couldn't stand how he was, never around
Shelly couldn't tolerate Bobby's frequent absence.
He always played his cards, before he read them
Bobby tends to reveal his intentions before understanding the situation.
Well he just laughed it off, and brought the whole damn house a round
Despite the situation, Bobby laughed it off and bought drinks for everyone.
Singing come, singing come on, through that old red door
We continue singing and heading towards the familiar red door.
You know they've seen the likes of us, coming in here before
This place has hosted people like us in the past.
Laughing, singing, whiskey drinking, drifting troubadours
Enjoying laughter, singing, whiskey, as wandering troubadours.
Living like it's always Friday night, behind that old red door
We live as if every night is a lively Friday behind that red door.
The sun is starting to peek in, through the window
Sunlight is entering through the window as the night progresses.
Dominoes are face down, just like Charlie is gain
Dominoes are scattered, and Charlie is losing the game.
My sides are aching, from all the bad jokes
There are bad jokes causing laughter and sideaches.
It's the kind of night that you never want to end
This night is so enjoyable that one would never want it to end.
Singing come on, singing come on, through that old red door
We continue singing and heading towards the familiar red door.
You know they've seen the likes of us, coming in here before
This place has hosted people like us in the past.
Laughing, singing, whiskey drinking, drifting troubadours
Enjoying laughter, singing, whiskey, as wandering troubadours.
Living like it's always Friday night, behind that old red door
We live as if every night is a lively Friday behind that red door.
Singing come on, singing come, come on through that old red door
We continue singing and encouraging each other to enter the red door.
You know they've seen the likes of us coming in here before
This place has hosted people like us in the past.
Laughing, singing, whiskey drinking, drifting troubadours
Enjoying laughter, singing, whiskey, as wandering troubadours.
Living like it's always Friday night, behind that old red door.
We live as if every night is a lively Friday behind that red door.
Yeah we're living like its always Friday night, behind that old red door
We are consistently living as if every night is a lively Friday behind that red door.
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