Kenneth Pattengale & Joey Ryan - Memoirs of an Owned Dog | Текст песни

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• Kenneth Pattengale & Joey Ryan
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The food was as I like it
Cold and wet
And in that wonderful tin can shape

I had it marked in a paw print
On the dog door that day
That I finally planned my escape

The milkman, he tried
You can bet I wanted to survive
But the truck it just came far too fast
So I write on these scraps
My rememberences past
So you don't blame yourself that I've died

They put horses out to pasture
And birds come home to roost
Ain't nothin' for a puppy but the backyard on the loose
Now I know my job
Was to lie idly beside
The way the sun retreats for the moon

I had dreams of walking
The world on my own
Four on the floor, every night all alone
I was ready for work
The scruff on my neck
Yearning to find something of my own to protect

My bark, then, was surely
Bigger than my bite
Chewing the cud could've been my biggest dog fight
And you know how they say we only hear certain things that you say, well
It never mattered much to me
But for the will of the way

They put horses out to pasture
And birds come home to roost
Ain't nothin' for a puppy but the backyard on the loose
Now I know my job
Was to lie idly beside
The way the sun retreats for the moon

Now I loosen this collar
For a dog bone bow tie
To go up and meet the big dog in the sky
I'll tell him when I get there
I was spoiled in your place
With the hopes that my spirit is honored by your grace

So after you read this
Memoir one day
Or after you hear my lonesome song play
Don't you trouble your mind
This old hound's doin' fine
You know, goodbyes are just words like a clock is to time

So sorry I'm not with you
So sorry I can't be
Please know I was the best friend this old mutt could be
If you remember that spot
Where my favorite tree grows
I hung up my leash on a branch, now it's yours

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