OLD DOGS
As recorded by Bill Staines on "Old Dogs" (2007)

Old dogs lie beside the door.
They toss and turn and scratch and snore.
They fight again their puppy wars
    Of playful battles raging.
Old dogs lie alone at night.
They tuck their tails; they curl up tight.
They howl when moons are full and bright
    And recall when they were lovers.
Old dogs have a song to sing.
Old dogs like 'most ev'rything.
They care not what the weather brings
    Except when it is thunder.

Old dogs look you in the eye.
They hold your heart; they never lie.
They bark at planes up in the sky
    And wish that they were fliers.
Old dogs dream about the past
When they frolicked fields of golden grass
And chased the icy winter's blast
    To lie by home fires burning.
Old dogs wander off alone.
Old dogs know the way back home,
The slightest scent, the very bone
    Of hunter home returning.

Old dogs come and old dogs go.
Old dogs always seem to know
That love is life's most precious flow
    And love is worth the waiting.
When their time on earth is through,
Old dogs are forever true,
And round the bend they wait for you
    Come some tomorrow morning.
When their time on earth is through,
Old dogs are forever true,
And round the bend they wait for you,
    Come some tomorrow morning.