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letra de the dog song - stampead

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i found a shelter and garden
on the corner of fountain and vine
it’s made for gamblers who lose
a place for brave men to whine

every so often there’s trouble
somebody could lose a life
i just sit on the back porch
and eat apples with my knife

isabella comes to visit
she can talk all day and night
cursing the republican government
i can’t say if she’s wrong or right

i said i admired her hatred
i’m not one to take sides
she kissed me and tried to persuade me
so i had no choice, i had to lie

in the morning she left me a letter
i couldn’t make out a single word
i’m sure it was something outrageous
about her trying to save the world

it was then that i got so depressed
in this world i make no difference
i just hang out with thieves
spitting apple seeds at the fence

so i picked up the la times
and read to page 22
it was there that i found my purpose
to help dogs from being abused

i began to tell all my friends
about these dogs in need
i said, ? did you know in some parts of china
all the dogs have fleas??

they said i was crazy
laughed and shook their heads
said maybe i would have found jesus
in another girl? s bed

but i was off to the white house
with 6 greyhounds and a sign
practiced my speech to the president
i memorized every line

after a few days i made friends
to help me with my cause
we even made the local news
chanting: lets save the dogs!

it brought a tear to my eye
they understood what i had to say
and just like isabella
i was talking all night and day

i was talking at the racetrack
i was talking on the radio
i was talking at the cathedral
and at the pound with my megaphone

and then one sunny morning
preaching at the dog parade
i had a crowd of 2, 000
hanging on every word i? d say

i swore i’d see them through
we? d fight until the end
when a bulldog barked right at me
and tore up my left hand

as the blood ran down my arm
from my elbow to the floor
i knew i’d lose my temper
i couldn’t take anymore

i screamed: that’s it, i give up!
these dogs don’t give a d-mn!
they all called me a traitor
said: go back to from where you came!

so that’s just what i did
and they welcomed me with open arms
and the freshest basket of apples
straight from cortez farms

i told isabella my story
i thought she’d understand
but she called me a failure
and knocked the fruit from my hands

i guess maybe she was right
i was just a phony from the start
but these apples never tasted sweeter
and i know who my real friends are

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