George Strait - House With No Doors Lyrics
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House With No Doors
House With No Doors Lyrics |
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What Are The Lyrics For House With No Doors By George Strait?
I was there in my trailer,
Down at the job site The day that this stranger walked in His face looked so sad, and he carried a set of blueprints And as I unrolled them, the first thing I noticed Was there were no doors in the plans He said if you build this for me Then when she comes back She'll never be able to leave me again [Chorus] I said if I did And she ever came back Friend, tell me how would she get in It would just be a prison that I locked you in If you couldn't leave You'd never know if there was someone to love you The way that she didn't before There's two things that I know for sure It's that you can't make a women feel something she don't And you can't build a house with no doors Awhile he was quiet, I could tell he was thinking I thought I just ruined his day I just couldn't bear to see this man's last hope slip away So I thought real fast, and I started talking Said Buddy we tried this before, And if there ain't one, she'll make one Either way she'll run And leave you a house with a hole for a door [Chorus] No, you can't make a women feel something she don't And you can't build a house with no doors |
Who Wrote House With No Doors By George Strait?
Jamey Johnson, Kacey Coppola, Kate Coppola
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What's The Duration Of The House With No Doors By George Strait?The duration of House With No Doors is 3:44 minutes and seconds. |
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