I’m standing on the doorstep of trouble,
Standing on the doorstep of pain,
Watching that sun roll over that hill,
I’m wondering where my good love has been, Lord, Lord,
I’m wondering where my true love has been

I’m sitting on my blue doorstep crying,
Looking at the sidewalk at my feet,
Wondering why my good times passed me by,
The morning whistle blowing down the street, Lord, Lord,
Morning whistle blowing down the street

I don’t even think about moving,
To a place where the rent ain’t so high,
Cause I’m paid up for the rest of my life,
Gonna live here ’til the day I die, Lord, Lord,
Gonna live here ’til the day I die

I’m standing on the doorstep of trouble,
Standing on the doorstep of pain,
Watching that sun roll over that hill,
I’m wondering where my good love has been, Lord, Lord,
I’m wondering where my true love has been