[4/4, fast] THE DOGa019S SONG --J. Wrabek [THE RAP: A response to another of those challenges. Leta019s just say there are very few love songs, country or otherwise, written from the point of view of the dog. This happened to a dog I know The kids are grown up and gone, mom and dad are older, busy, aina019t got time to play with the dog. So they get the dog a KITTEN. Did anyone ever ask the dog what the dog thought about that? I didna019t think soa026] INTRO: When the litter of kids is up and grown And youa019ve gave a018em away to real good homes The old dog gets ta019be home alone And maybe sleep all day; There musta019ve been something wrong with that a018Cause you had ta019go off and get him a pet And you had ta019make it a baby cata014 Dona019t know what you were thinkina019 when you thought of thata026 1. Shea019s got funny-looking eyes and a pushed-in head, And a voice designed for wakina019 the dead; If I lay down, shea019s in my face And if I wag my tail, ita019s something ta019chasea026 And that crash you heard in the living room Is the death of another old heirloom And we both know when the folks get home The doga019s gonna get the blame. CHORUS: Cana019t get no rest when shea019s underfoota014 A hundred miles an hour, up to no damna019 good; Shea019s broke more things than I ever could And I feel real sorry for the neighborhooda026 But she scratches my ears when Ia019m goina019 ta019sleep, And purrs when shea019s lyina019 next to me, And shea019s kinda hard ta019try to catch and eata014 I think Ia019ll let her stay. 2. She still cana019t bark, but she knows how to bite, And shea019s sure learned how ta019stay up all night; Eva019rything she touches gets turned to shreds, Like the pillows and the curtains and the doggie beda026 But just yesterday, she brought me a mouse Shea019d caught and killed somewhere in the house, And she let me bite its little head offa014 I think wea019re gonna be okay. CHORUS: Cana019t get no rest when shea019s underfoota014 A hundred miles an hour, up to no damna019 good; Shea019s broke more things than I ever could And I feel real sorry for the neighborhooda026 But she scratches my ears when Ia019m goina019 ta019sleep, And purrs when shea019s lyina019 next to me, And shea019s kinda hard ta019try to catch and eata014 I think Ia019ll let her stay. 3. When she gets older, and less of a jerk, I just might teach her how frisbees work; She can jump almost as high as me, And shea019s learned how ta019land on all four feeta026 And the first time she goes out alone, Ia019m proba019ly gonna worry till she gets back home, And Ia019ll sniff her butt to find out what shea019s done And Ia019ll hope that shea019s okay. CHORUS: Cana019t get no rest when shea019s underfoota014 A hundred miles an hour, up to no damna019 good; Shea019s broke more things than I ever could And I feel real sorry for the neighborhooda026 But she scratches my ears when Ia019m goina019 ta019sleep, And purrs when shea019s lyina019 next to me, And shea019s kinda hard ta019try to catch and eata014 I think Ia019ll let her stay. REPEAT LAST 2 LINES OF CHORUS TO END ©2009 J. Wrabek dba Outside Services Ltd. All the usual rights reserved just in case. No dogs or cats were harmed in the writing of this song.