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Left Of The Dial
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Yes it's a nasty, nasty memory and I refuse to google for it.
Might have been a nightmare though.
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AZMZ said:I love my dog and she loves me
The world's a mess and so are we
She tumbles long green, muddy fields
Sick with joy and glee
And as she dreams sweet puppy dreams
Whimpering gently

Killdozer - Knuckles The Dog (who helps people)
Knuckles the dog what a very good dog you are
You're the best dog of all the other dogs by far
Raised to run the greyhound tracks
Down on the puppy farm
Retired and is now devoted
To protecting people from harm
Too slow to compete they sent him away
To the glue factory
Saved by a handicapped boy
Now everybody knows that boy is me
I am a blind and halting boy
Condemned to life in this wheelchair
Other kids will not play with me
But Knuckles the dog, you were always there
Knuckles goes to the nursing home
To visit the elderly
Abandoned by their own children
Knuckles lets them from their misery
Knuckles the dog what a very good dog you are
You're the best dog of all the other dogs by far
Knuckles the dog won't mind
He respects all forms of life
Dying now in my arms
To save me bravely gave his life
Put down by a chances bullet
That was meant for me
Knuckles the dog who helps people
Now you are forever free
Knuckles the dog what a very good dog you were x 2
Knuckles the dog
Knuckles it goes with you
When you explore
Just pull his chain
He'll go for a walk
He's your dog
For sure
Knuckles the dog what a very very good dog
Very good dog
You were
Knuckles the dog what a very good good
Good good very good very good dog
You were
Knuckles the dog what a very very very very very good
Very good very good dog you were
Knuckles the dog what a very good dog dog
Very good dog
Boy good dog you were
Knuckles the dog what very good very good very good very good
Dog you were
Knuckles the dog what a very very very very very very good dog you were!


....1. I remember to this day the bright red Georgia clay,
How it stuck to the tires after the summer rain.
Will power made that old car go; a woman's mind told me that it's so.
Oh, how I wish we were back on the road again.
chorus:
Me and you and a dog named Boo,
Travellin' and livin' off the land.
Me and you and a dog named Boo,
How I love bein' a free man.
2. I can still recall the wheat fields of Saint Paul,
And the mornin' we got caught robbin' from an old hen.
Old MacDonald made us work, but then he paid us for what it was worth,
Another tank of gas and back on the road again.
I'll never forget that day we motored stately into big L.A.
The lights of the city put settlin' down in my brain.
Though it's only been a month or so, that old car's buggin' us to go.
You gotta get away and get back on the road again.