When I get home tonight I got to oil that hinge

I'm goin to oil that hinge tonight

When I get home tonight I'm goin to oil that hinge

I got to oil that hinge just right

All last night the wind kept blowing

That barn door shut and that barn door open

That old rusty hinge started squealing and squeaking

Sound like chrome scraping metal

Like the Devil was speaking my name

All last night the wind kept blowing

That barn door shut and that barn door open

That old rusty hinge started squeaking and squealing

The hairs on my neck got that fingernail blackboard feeling

When I get home tonight I got to oil that hinge

I'm goin to oil that hinge tonight

When I get home tonight I'm goin to oil that hinge

I got to oil that hinge just right

Keep a can of Kroil Penetrating Oil on the nightstand by your bed

Too much of a good thing can rub you wrong and turn you red

A drop or two will do to take the squeak out of your hinge

I keep a lifetime supply for when she starts to squeak again

All last night the wind kept blowing

That barn door shut and that barn door open

That old rusty hinge started squealing and squeaking

In fiery forked tongue sermon

The Devil was speaking my name

When I get home tonight I got to oil that hinge

I got to oil that hinge tonight

When I get home tonight I'm goin to oil that hinge

I'm goin to oil that hinge just right

All last night the wind kept blowing

That barn door shut and that barn door open

That old rusty hinge started squealing and squeaking

Sound like chrome scraping metal

Like the Devil was speaking my name

My name

My name

My name