John Hiatt
John Hiatt
John Hiatt
John Hiatt
John Hiatt
John Hiatt
John Hiatt
John Hiatt
John Hiatt
John Hiatt
John Hiatt
John Hiatt
I guess John wrote this for his dog that he loved but what this song means to me is a lot. I played this song for my dog Oscar who I had from the very first day he was born. I played this song while sitting down with my baby boy everytime. Recently he died at the age of 1 by being hit by a truck. No...
She marked our trail
Up the back bone ridge
How many times can one dog pee
She keeps me high as an eagle
When I'm on the skids
I guess you gotta come down eventually
Buddy I coulda gone that extra mile
For an extra bark or an extra smile
'cause I never felt so free
It was just my dog and me
Then she gives me that look
Like she'd lay down her life
No doubt she would in a minute, man
She'd face the bullet
Oh she'd face the knife
Just to keep my butt from the fryin' pan
Now she's runnin' up ahead to chase some deer
Comes back to tell that coast is clear
It's a different world I see
When it's just my dog and me
There's a rabbit on the run
Man and beast ans sky and sun
Who's talking to the birds in the trees
Why its just my dog and me
Now it looks like we've been makin' tracks
From the crack of dawn
To the end of the day
So its nice and easy down the devil's back
She wouldn't know
Any other was
So its over that ridge for one last mile
'til we're fast asleep by the fire side
Dreamin' these dreams for free
Just my dog and me