Dirty Dog

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Lost Dog Street Band - Country

Dirty Dog

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Pretty darlin' I'm going down now you've said you don't want me around I chased a freight train bound out of mind out of town To find my peace in old southern sounds I dreamt you face by the fire side, I screamed your name in the moonlight Baby please let me come home I can't make it on my own like a dirty dog Like a dirty ooohhhooohhoho I stumbled toward Decatur to go to town for one last round And I shot poor Louis for the gold he found I ain't got my .44 no more and the warden says I'm done for And darlin I might never see you again I'm workin' a shank and counting the days 'til that warden turns his back after spittin' in my face Babe I'm comin home I can't make it on my own like a dirty dog Like a dirty ooohhhooohhohooo I snuck my way back to Baton Rouge To grab some cash to come home to you And blew the safe at the county bank I was stuffin' bills in my coat pocket Runnin' home through swamp and thicket Found my way to our front door I was peekin' through the shades to find your face And there's another man layin' where I used to lay Only two shots rang loud I dug two holes in the ground like a dirty dog Like a dirty ooohhhooohhohooo I dreamt your face your face by the fireside I screamed your name in the moonlight Babe please let me come home I can't make it on my own like a dirty dog Like a dirty ooohhhooohhohooo

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