No More Dogs

No more dogs bark
In this old home
Holes in the garden
Full of bones
Times were good
When all was safe
But life is hard
Home and away
Life's too long
To be invested
Death will come
When least expected
Under boot
Or wheel of wagon
Fur consigned to ground
Blame the hills with roads to wander
Curse the forest's hooded dark
Not the Man above
Who lent his cough
To be your puppy's bark
Times were good
When all was safe
But lifе is hard
Home and away
Life's too long
To be invеsted
Death will come
When least expected
Under boot, or wheel of wagon
Fur consigned to ground
Ee-ee-ee
Ee-ee-ee
Ee-ee-ee
Ah-ah-uh