Wild Dogs

Lyrics

Baggage handcuffed to my wrist,
 I drag it everywhere I go.
 Sometimes I fight it with my fists,
 If I knew which way was home,
 It's where I'd go.
 If I knew which way was home.
 Porter come and cut me loose,
 Bring that whiskey in my water.
 Sometimes I get the blues,
 But I know I shouldn't oughtta.
 That's where I'd go.
 If I knew which way was home.
 Run down ghost town, no chance for love,
 No sign of life - just wild dogs howlin' in the night.
 That's what I like.
 Hey porter come and cut me free,
 I'm sick of my own company.
 Sometimes I miss the gold,
 Most times I miss my home.
 That's where I'd go.
 If I knew which way was home.
 That's what I like
 Hear 'em howl...
 

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Song Details

Duration
04:40
Key
7
Tempo
80 BPM

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