This Dogs Fer You
words and music by Tim Foley
You got me runnin’ in circles and chasing my tail
hanging on your back porch makes me howl and wail,
the postman’s awful nervous deliverin’ the mail to me
(F2) You get my dander up when you (G) spank me on the snout,
(F2) I just might have a problem if (G) you don’t let me out.
(F2) There just ain’t no doubt (G) (stop)
THIS DOG’S FER YOU (resume pattern)
It’s mighty pitiful the way I follow you home
you sit in there just listenin’ to me howl and moan
I been diggin’ in the yard and I got a big bone for you.
I love it when you pet me and call me good boy
or when you let me chew upon my favorite toy
bliss and endless joy
THIS DOG’S FER YOU
I come a runnin’ like a fool when you yank on my collar,
you don’t have to whistle and you don’t have to holler
I’m broke because I spent my last dog-gone dollar on you.
Don’t make me beg, oh, don’t make me speak,
Don’t pull upon my choke chain just to hear me squeak
If blind devotion is what you seek
THIS DOG’S FER YOU
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alternate guitar pattern: (Dm2 - xx0230) (Dm2 - xx0560) (G6 - 3x0030)
Words and Music May 2003, revised March 2004.
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