Clyde

Clyde plays the doghouse bass
Plays it with finesse and grace
Sit on the porch without no shoes
Pickin' the bass and singin' the blues

Misery loves company
And his old dog sings harmony
Tambourine tied to his tail
You can hear him moan, you can hear him wail

Jody May, she got a dollar
Down the road you can hear her holler
"Get up Clyde, we got something to do
That old dog can sing the blues"

He don't move and he don't flinch
Clyde, he don't move an inch
He just sit on the porch without no shoes
Picking his bass and singing the blues