Don't leave it swinging in the wind
I'm sure you got better things to do
You went and left the door wide open
Now its coming back on you

How many times I gotta tell you
Sounds like your singing through your nose
You say the double door is rotted
But that's the way it always goes

Don't leave it swinging in the wind
Don't leave it hanging out to dry
Just like grandpa always said
Don't leave it swinging in the wind

I grew up in the north country
Just south of Winnipeg
If the boarder guards don't get me
I think I'll grow a wooden leg

They try to tell you how to live
They say their sorry when you die
Frozen dirt and frozen corn
Makes a grown man cry