Junior Brother - 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

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