Lucky dog

I am a copy of my old man

One that flirts with every pretty miss

You can trust me I’m no Peter Pan

I’ll sometimes hug, but never do I kiss

Why don’t we spend some time? 

Crying about a show.

Why don’t we talk a while? 

About your favorite Bordeaux

That dress that Margret wore 

Or what veggie you will grow.

Girl you got a friend

And I really want to know.

I am lucky dog, a trait I hold dear

Just lead me for a walk, throw me a smile.

I’ll sing you up a song, not loud but clear

Maybe a Dylan tune, but always worthwhile.

So you’re in Paradise

Hallelujah my friend

So when Johnny died

Did you Cry Cry Cry

Or sat alone in blue

Just tangled up again

Which tune you’d like to hear.

Knock twice for a Dylan.

I am a copy of my old man

One that flirts with every pretty miss

You can trust me, I’m no Peter Pan

I’ll sometimes hug, but rarely do I kiss

by Dave Schipper © 2016 Rose Riversongs

I decided to make this a spoken word piece on Bones  CD by Lucky Dog.


Here was it sounded like as a song.