He's just an old hound dog
who use to lead the pack
can't get it thru his head
he's last
not first on track

still thinks he's quite a ladys man
when a female dog walks by
but when he hears the dinner call
he turns his back ..with a sigh

now don't go feelin sorry
this old hound dog got it made
he earned his doggie biscuits
thru the years he plied his trade

he hunted field and stream
spent many nites out howlin
and as he dreams about the pack
he just lays there... smilin

MjG..© 8/99