Your Dog
Your dog don’t love me no more.
He done dragged my boots out the door.
What he do that for? He don’t love me no more.
Biting his fleas and just staring at me.
Does he know about her? Does he know about her?
He done chewed up my hat, just go figure that.
Does he know about her? He must know about her.
Did he smell her perfume on my clothes?
Could that be how he knows?
He must know about her. He don’t love me no more.
His tail don’t wag and that’s really a drag.
He don’t love me no more. He don’t love me no more.
If he was to talk, I’d for sure have to walk.
He must know about her. He don’t love me no more.
When I come around, all he does is growl.
I’ll bet he can tell, I've been on the prowl.
He don’t love me no more. He don’t love me no more.
Copyright © Russell Smith | Year Posted 2013
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