Go out with some whiskey
And fill the dog's bowl
The neighbor might shoot him
if he hears him howl
Don't let that mutt in
No matter how much he whines
Put the whiskey in his bowl
And he'll pass out in time
Every night's the same thing
I can't believe you got that mutt
He scratches at my back door
And he tracks in mud
I told you no but no
It's been nothing but a pain
You got guns but you don't hunt
Though you talk a big game
Now come over here, sugar
Use your gun and gun me down
Now hear the neighbor shouting
He's gonna kill that hound
Gimme some of that whiskey
I'm trying to get in the mood
Hear that neighbor shouting
He's gonna poison that dog's food
I can't blame him,
I thought about doing it, too
This is my house, my yard
Only that dog belongs to you
Maybe I'll poison your bowl
But it'd be just my luck
You'd die and will that dog to me
And then I'd be stuck
01.15.10
STE-204
capo 1
E F#m A B
C#m B A (second time E)
Friday, January 15, 2010
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