My Dead Dog (Live from the Basement) Lyrics

This is my song about a dog named Peter

Never met a mut any goddamn sweeter

Well he had 5 legs and a big fur coat

If you look real close he was probably half goat

Well he ate like a pig and he stank like hell

Ass or face well you never could

But I loved that dog like i love my beer

If he left my side it be my worst damn fear

My dog died when it all went down

Food went bad and it all turned brown

So I hit the city and I grabbed a gin

Wasn't to sure where to begin

So i grabbed a pen and I wrote a tune

Didn't take long I was done by noon

A pile of garbage came to mind

So I spit it all out and it sounded fine

Well the fire started in my shed

If it wasn't for the dog then we'd be all be dead

He barked like hell when he smelt that smoke

Then he jumped through the window and he grabbed my coat

Well he drug me out all burnt and singed

Knocked the doors right off their hinge

The doors fell down and hit him in the head

Killed poor Pete stone cold dead

That dogs burried in my backyard

Packed that dirt right down hard

Loaded up with lumber and I built another shed

Right on top where Pete lies dead

Thats my story thats my the gist

Believe it or not but believe it as is

Because late at night when the sun goes down

You can hear o'l Pete howlin in the ground