Stray Dogs Lyrics

My skin sticks to my bones

Alone and so old

Don't own a lick, all my pockets hold

To my name's a stone

My step's gettin' low and slow(Er)

Draggin' dirt that's not worth the loan

All the tolls to keep on goin'

Down the low country road

Rollin' down all alone

Just moving along

Oh, like a stray dog

I don't gotta home

Rollin' down all alone

Just moving along

Oh, like a stray dog

I don't wanna home

The sun sets past the bend

And I probably won't see it again

Because I'm resting at the riverbed

Beside the poor old fishermen

Caravans will point and laugh

With their gold and upright backs

I ought to growl, I ought to stand

But I'm oh too tired to bark at them

Rollin' down all alone

Just moving along

Oh, like a stray dog

I don't gotta home

Rollin' down all alone

Just moving along

Oh, like a stray dog

I don't wanna home

Oh, can anyone spare a bone?

Oh, just one more for me to hold before I'm gone

Oh, can anyone care to know?

Oh, that I'll pass along and fade into the golden road

Rollin' down all alone

Just moving along

Oh, like a stray dog

I don't gotta home

Rollin' down all alone

Just moving along

Oh, like a stray dog

I don't wanna home