Cledus T. Judd (No Relation), Bruce Burch, Freddy Weller, BLT Publishing (BMI), Bruce Burch Music (SESAC), Young World Publishing (BMI)



I could tell the way she held me

Out on that sawdust floor

That later on that evening

It be Katie bar the door



No wedding band was a showin

But I wasn't looking too hard

The next thing I knew we pulled up to the Blue Moon trailer park



She poured us a double

Then she pulled the shades on down

And I was in hog heaven

Till I started lookin around

I saw cigars in the ashtray

Then I saw an old twelve gauge

Then I heard his truck come a driving up

And I can see myself blown away



OH 

Katie bar the door 

Is that your husband coming home

(I think he's here)

I took it for granted

You were living here alone

(What am I going to do???)

I don't think he'd believe me no matter what I said

Katie bar the door hide me underneath the bed



Cause he came in about half drunk

And thank God he didn't see

My red underwear on the rabbit ears

Of that black and white TV

I's under the bed all doubled up 

And my kidneys about to bust

The dust fell off that box springs

As those two fell into lust

Huh huh hoo hoo hoo hoo



I laid real still the morning came and he went on off to work

And she leaned over that Posturepedic

With that I still want you flirt

A sane man would have went on home 

But that's something I ain't never been

Somehow the day just slipped away

Katie there he is again 



OH NO 

Oh

Katie bar the door 

Is that your husband coming home

(I'm in a mess)

I took it for granted

You were living here alone

(He's got a gun)

I don't think he'd believe me no matter what I said

(It's LOADED)

Katie bar the door hide me underneath the bed



Katie Katie Katie

Baby what we gonna do

I got my pants on backwards and I'm looking for my boots

You can tell him I'm your brother tell him I'm a bookie

Or that I'm a den scout mother selling Girl Scout cookies

Baby find me a wig high heel shoes

Say I'm ugly aunt Eunice from Baton Rouge

Honey honey honey

Finally what a man will try

When he's underneath his death bed fearing for his life



Oh

Katie bar the door 

Is that your husband coming home

(Where's my keys)

I took it for granted

You were living here alone

(Oh they're in my britches)

I don't think he'd believe me no matter what I said

(Where's my britches)

Katie bar the door hide me underneath the bed



Katie Katie Katie 

Oh my gosh see ya…