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THE
STRAY DOG I'm
tired of running, I'm sick with despair. And
dear God I pray as I run in the rain. A
warm cozy bed and a big juicy bone. Sometimes
with no water and God that was hard! To rummage in garbage and live as a stray. But now God I'm tired and hungry and cold And
I'm so afraid that I'll never grow old. While
I run the streets just looking for bones! For
I have become just a "victim of man!" and
all that I want is an owner to please! I
won't chew their shoes, and I'll do as I should. When
they tell me to sit, to lie down or to stay! Cause
I'm getting so weak and I'm Oh so alone. Cause
I'm so afraid God, that I'm gonna die! That
I should be given a new chance to live. and
send me somebody who will really care, |