Slow Dog

Meet him by the road.

There's a dog went running,

Picking through spit out leaves

A dog won't even touch.

Meant to shoot that dog long ago,

Just can't leave that dog alone.

Maria carry a rifle.

Maria carry a dog on her back.

That dog is hit again.

That slow dog is hit again,

With his see-thru skin,

The kind of skin you can see through.

He's shot again.

He's shot again.

He's shot a-a-a-a-a-a.

He's shot again.

He's shot again.

He's shot a-a-a-a-a-a-a-a.

Heal me by a river.

Man retires his wife says,

But she was so sad and sick.

His heart breaks in the mud.

Thought I'd leave this world by twenty-one.

Couldn't leave that dog alone.

Maria carry a rifle.

Maria carry a dog on her back.

That dog is hit again.

That slow dog is hit again,

With his see-thru skin,

The kind of skin you can see through.

He's shot again.

He's shot again.

He's shot a-a-a-a-a-a.

He's shot again.

He's shot again.

He's shot a-a-a-a-a-a-a-a.

Maria carry a rifle.

Maria carry a dog on her back.

Maria carry you on her back.