Brown Finger Blues
words and music by Cate Doefer & Tim Foley
(G) Taking man's best friend for his thrice daily walk
(C) he'd made it clear it was time, though he couldn't talk
(D) we'd been round the block to all the (C) usual spots
(G) and as expected, he hunkers down and squats.
Now, I'm not squeamish, I'm happy to say
I realize that man's best friend must go in this way
I'm just happy that he will go outside
the fact that he's mostly housebroke is a point of personal pride.
(C) when he sniffs at the paper it ain't fer the news
(G) its just the late nite edition of the brown finger blues
(C) can't say a bag of poo is what I'd freely choose
(G - stop) but ya gotta pay the piper wit'cher brown finger blues (resume)
INSTRUMENTAL SOLO
Now, he does what he does, and when he is through
I'm a responsible pet owner, I pay my dues
I get out the bag, and do what I do
there's a hole in my bag, and I've got the brown-finger blues
The brown-finger blues, The brown-finger blues
this is how we pay for having clean shoes
walking the dog, you know you're going to lose
that's what you get, the brown-finger blues
I'd rather be in bed for a well deserved snooze
but I'm outside in my jammies with the brown finger blues
who is the master, and whos scooping the poos
the sad fact of life with those brown finger blues
Lyrics & Music April 2004.
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