Song Lyrics

"Three Legged Dog"

by Lost Dogs
Album: Real Men Cry

He's still got a good bark and his bite ain't soft,
Yeah, he's still got heart and a line you don't cross,
He's a cranky old fart who can show you who's boss,
He's got a few miles left, knock on wood,
He's a three legged dog, but he's still pretty good.

He can't see that well,
Got the mange and a tick,
Wagging his tail is his one good trick
His breath is kinda stale when he gives you a lick,
He's got a few miles left, knock on wood,
He's a three legged dog, but he's still pretty good.

Three legged dog, (loves to howl at the midnight train)
Three legged dog, (roll in the mud when we've had a good rain)
Three legged dog, (long as he's moving and he ain't in pain)
I'm gonna hang on to my three legged dog.

I see him when he's sleeping, twitch his three good legs,
I can tell he's dreaming 'bout his hunting days,
For the time being guess he's doing okay,
He's got a few miles left, knock on wood,
He's a three legged dog, but he's still pretty good.

Three legged dog, ("three legs" is my hound dog's name)
Three legged dog, (when I bought him, that's how he came)
Three legged dog, (as long as he's moving and he ain't in pain)
I'm gonna hang on to my three legged dog,
Three legged dog, (loves to howl at the midnight train)
Three legged dog, (roll in the mud when we've had a good rain)
Three legged dog, (long as he's moving and he ain't in pain)
I'm gonna hang on to my three legged dog.


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