Lost Dog Street Band
Lost Dog Street Band
Lost Dog Street Band
Lost Dog Street Band
Lost Dog Street Band
Lost Dog Street Band
Lost Dog Street Band
Lost Dog Street Band
Lost Dog Street Band
Lost Dog Street Band
Lost Dog Street Band
Pretty darlin’ I’m going down now you’ve said you don’t want me around
I chased a freight train bound out of mind out of town
To find my peace in old southern sounds
I dreamt you face by the fire side, I screamed your name in the moonlight
Baby please let me come home I can’t make it on my own like a dirty dog
Like a dirty ooohhhooohhoho
I stumbled toward Decatur to go to town for one last round
And I shot poor Louis for the gold he found
I ain’t got my .44 no more and the warden says I’m done for
And darlin I might never see you again
I’m workin’ a shank and counting the days
‘til that warden turns his back after spittin’ in my face
Babe I’m comin home I can’t make it on my own like a dirty dog
Like a dirty ooohhhooohhohooo
I snuck my way back to Baton Rouge
To grab some cash to come home to you
And blew the safe at the county bank
I was stuffin’ bills in my coat pocket
Runnin’ home through swamp and thicket
Found my way to our front door
I was peekin’ through the shades to find your face
And there’s another man layin’ where I used to lay
Only two shots rang loud I dug two holes in the ground like a dirty dog
Like a dirty ooohhhooohhohooo
I dreamt your face your face by the fireside
I screamed your name in the moonlight
Babe please let me come home I can’t make it on my own like a dirty dog
Like a dirty ooohhhooohhohooo