Can't Have My Dog

Well head over boots, yeah we fell in love Bought ourself a tail waggin' kid of our own A pure bred, four leg, golden hair hunting' machine, that's right And it wasn't too long, true love turned south And before I knew it, she was kicking me out Making demands and plans for everything, I said wait a minute You can have my truck, the old house too The Winnebago, the fast boat and the pontoon Take this old guitar, take my buddy John You can have it all You can't have my dog, no ma'am Listen, 'cause I taught him how to sit and how to load it on up Fetch a green head Mississippi mallard duck And I can't believe you think he'd leave my side, nah, no dog 'Cause he likes to ride up high where the world can see us He can 't feel the wind blow down low in your Prius Well, he's not yours girl, thank god he's mine, ah (no, he ain't) You can have my truck, the old house too The Winnebago, the fast boat and the pontoon Take this old guitar, take my buddy John You can have it all You can't have my dog, no ma'am Come on boy, let's go before they get here You can have my vinyl records Have all my of my top shelf liquors My Willy poster on the wall, y'all You can't have my dog You can have my truck (you can have my truck) The old house too (the old house too) Well, the Winnebago, the fast boat and the pontoon Take this old guitar (take this old guitar) Take my buddy John (take my buddy John) You can have it all You can't have my dog (you can't have my dog) Take your cat, be on You can't have my dog Yeah, you can take the cat You ain't getting my dog Nah, you can't put pink bows in the coat of a AKC registered goat I'm talking the greatest of all time, he's the best of his line And ya girl he's all mine Come on boy, let's go