Matt Stone

Lyrics

Brown Dog
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She was running on three legs
Down the broken center line of the road
He was rounding the corner
Saw her in the nick of time as he slowed
There was something in those sad eyes
Make him swing that old pickup around

Just another brown dog, just another brown dog
Just another brown dog by the road

She was covered in brambles
And pine sap that took weeks to wear out
He put signs up all over town
But no one could remember seeing her around

Just another running stray, just another tossed away
Just another brown dog by the road

Now she likes to sleep in his easy chair
Or down at the foot of the bed every night
She’s a saint with the grandkids
They tug and pull, but she’ll never bite

Just another brown dog, just another brown dog
Just another brown dog by the road
Just another running stray, just another tossed away
Just another brown dog by the road

The years have gone by since that curve in the night
And he lives there on his own
But that old brown dog never leaves his side
She found her self a sweet, sweet home

Just another brown dog, just another brown dog
Just another brown dog by the road
Just another running stray, just another tossed away
Just another brown dog by the road

She was running on three legs
Down the broken center line of the road

(c) Matt Stone, Folkmuse Songs, 2012