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Ridin the Dog Blues

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Sitting on the porch all day, ain't got me no job, I'm not earning no pay,

Just picking a Blues tune on my old guitar strings, to pass the time away.

Going up to Memphis, catch that Dog, tomorrow, no more time for sorrow,

Don't have much money, shoes look kinda funny, guess I have to borrow.


Refrain:

Leaving Louisiana, going up to Memphis to play, have some fun,

That house of blues in New Orleans, It became my setting sun.

Riding that bus to my freedom, won't have to work hard anymore,

Tune my guitar, sing some songs, strum those strings till I'm sore.



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That old hound out there sitting on the porch, he's just not worth a hoot,

Lays around, never makes a sound, he'd rather chew holes in my boot.

Mama done told me to get a job, my Papa's way too drunk to give a care,

Got to get some money to pay them back, pull my weight, to do my share.


Refrain:

Leaving Louisiana, going up to Memphis to play, have some fun,

That house of blues in New Orleans, It became my setting sun.

Riding that bus to my freedom, won't have to work hard anymore,

Tune my guitar, sing some songs, strum those strings till I'm sore.

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Got those Ridin the Dog Blues, knowing that old dog, I just can't refuse,

I'll sleep most of the way, from midnight to the next day, I sure can't lose.

When I get there, I'll have all the time to spare, that's why I'll just snooze,

I'll be playing the nights away, saving up all my pay, just singing the Blues.


Refrain:

Leaving Louisiana, going up to Memphis to play, have some fun,

That house of Blues in New Orleans, It became my setting sun.

Riding that bus to my freedom, won't have to work hard anymore.

Tune my guitar, play some songs, strum those strings til I'm sore.

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They say when you ride that old Dog, it does make you a better man,

Travel all over the countryside, and only those riders can understand.

About the Dog, there's a mystery, sometimes, to have a mind of its own,

Before you know it, you went too far, you're standing on a road all alone.


Refrain:

Leaving Louisiana, going up to Memphis to play, have some fun,

That house of Blues in New Orleans, it became my setting sun.

Riding that bus to my freedom, won't have to work hard anymore,

Tune my guitar, play some songs, strum my strings til I'm sore.


Gone catch the Dog, ride that old bus,

is such a good friend I'm glad to know.

I've rode those wheels all over the place,

it'll take you anywhere you need to go.

Just ridin the Dog...my brother, just ridin the Dog...Blues.

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Comments

whonunuwho (author) from United States on November 11, 2016:

Have a safe trip my friend and many blessings. whonu

Shauna L Bowling from Central Florida on November 11, 2016:

I'm fixin' to ride the dog to South Florida to see my family over the Thanksgiving holiday. I'll be thinking of this song as I click-clack down the tracks, whonu!

whonunuwho (author) from United States on October 25, 2016:

Yes I like to paint and these pups were some I did quite a while back. Thanks for stopping by. whonu

Bronwen Scott-Branagan from Victoria, Australia on October 25, 2016:

Did you do some of those illustrations? They're great and fit in so well with your song. Enjoyed it, too.

whonunuwho (author) from United States on October 25, 2016:

I've taken a few rides on the Dog, myself. Quite an experience. If you are asleep and your stop comes up in the night, you may find yourself buying another ticket back home. whonu

whonunuwho (author) from United States on October 25, 2016:

Thanks Eric and blessings on this fine day. whonu

Eric Dierker from Spring Valley, CA. U.S.A. on October 25, 2016:

This just hit the spot. Thank You!