Lyrics with meaning

footfootfoot · 07-19-2011, 10:48 AM

I shot your dog
Fred Eaglesmith

Well, hello, neighbor. I been meaning to talk to you.
I been putting it off. It's something I gotta do.
I been living with a secret. Been keeping me awake.
There's just something I gotta say:

I shot your dog. He was on my property.
I thought he was a coyote, on the run.
I been missing some chickens, so I pulled the trigger.
I feel so bad 'bout what I done.

You don't have to say nothin'. I can tell how you feel.
I'd feel the same if it was me.
I'm awfully sorry. If I could make it up to you
In any way, tell me what to do.

I shot your dog. He was on my property.
I thought he was a coyote, on the run.
I been missing some chickens, so I pulled the trigger.
I feel so bad 'bout what I done.

Got an old coon hound. If it'll make you feel better,
She's comin' in next week. You get the pick of the litter.

I shot your dog. He was on my property.
I thought he was a coyote, on the run.
I been missing some chickens, so I pulled the trigger.
I feel so bad 'bout what I done.

07-19-2011, 10:48 AM	#11
footfootfoot To shreds, you say? Join Date: Aug 2004 Location: in the house and on the street-how many, many feet we meet! Posts: 18,449	I shot your dog Fred Eaglesmith Well, hello, neighbor. I been meaning to talk to you. I been putting it off. It's something I gotta do. I been living with a secret. Been keeping me awake. There's just something I gotta say: I shot your dog. He was on my property. I thought he was a coyote, on the run. I been missing some chickens, so I pulled the trigger. I feel so bad 'bout what I done. You don't have to say nothin'. I can tell how you feel. I'd feel the same if it was me. I'm awfully sorry. If I could make it up to you In any way, tell me what to do. I shot your dog. He was on my property. I thought he was a coyote, on the run. I been missing some chickens, so I pulled the trigger. I feel so bad 'bout what I done. Got an old coon hound. If it'll make you feel better, She's comin' in next week. You get the pick of the litter. I shot your dog. He was on my property. I thought he was a coyote, on the run. I been missing some chickens, so I pulled the trigger. I feel so bad 'bout what I done. __________________ The internet is a hateful stew of vomit you can never take completely seriously. - Her Fobs

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