walkin' the dog
with the two of us we
still differ of opinion
we've looked at ev'ry angle
he's sweet, nice, kids love 'em
gettin' old
havin' trouble and the dog
it knows, we reached home
with not a blister between us
we telephoned, tomorrow will
be fine, and the dog it knows,
'why it asks I can still walk home',
he doesn't want to know he doen't
want to believe tomorrow's not
gonna be
(c) JR 2018
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