Doug MacLeod
Doug MacLeod
Doug MacLeod
Doug MacLeod
Doug MacLeod
Doug MacLeod
Doug MacLeod
Doug MacLeod
Doug MacLeod
Doug MacLeod
Doug MacLeod
Well, you goin' to the dog house
Remember where you buried the bone
You might be goin'
But you don't got to be alone
Age old mystery
So hard to understand
How the ways of a woman
Can sure upset a man
If you goin' to the dog house
Remember where you buried your bone
'Cause you might be goin'
Ooh, but you don't have to be alone
One day says she love you
Next day say you're through
There just ain't no tellin'
What your woman gonna do
So, if you go into the dog house
Remember where you buried your bone
'Cause you might be goin'
Man, but you don't got to be alone
Now if she accuse you
But you ain't done nothin' wrong
Just remember
The words to my song
If you go into the dog house
Remember where you buried your bone
'Cause you might be goin'
But, pardner, you don't got to be all alone
Yeah, fellas
No, you don't
Sure you don't
Come on now
I got a dog house, you know
I get out there once in a while
Got a swamp cooler out there
Couch
Got a refrigerator
Little hot plate
Got me a bottle of beer, too
A bottle of Frontier Red
Pork chop, dirty rice
Ain't bad
Ain't bad
Even got a bone
Did you hear me?
I said, I even got a bone
And I know where some more bones are
'Scuse me
(If You Going to the) Dog House was written by Doug MacLeod.