Lyrics - The Hound Dog from Harlan”
I sat in my pickup on main street in Harlan, eating a sandwich, the window rolled down.
In my review mirror I saw something coming; I soon discovered, it was an old hound.
The very old dog walking straight up the sidewalk, not wearing a collar, a chain on his neck.
He seemed he’d been lost as he stopped by my pickup.
His sad eyes looked up and I thought “What the heck”.
I opened the door and he jumped in beside me
He sat on the seat and he gazed down the road
I offered my sandwich but he didn’t want it.
…just gazed up the road like he wanted to go.
As I got in gear and we drove down the highway
I saw a black hearse and some cars in a line
A funeral procession with all of their lights on
I was the last one so I turned on mine
A couple of miles to an old cemetery
I parked down the road from a newly dug grave.
The old dog looked at me and pawed at the window
I opened the door and he wandered away
It wasn’t too long ‘til the funeral was over
The hearse and the cars had all driven away
I looked and I saw that the hound dog from Harlan
Was lying stretched out at the foot of the grave
Now I’m back at home – sittin’ here by the fireplace
Reading the paper and falling asleep
The world is all right and I found a new buddy
The hound dog from Harlan, curled up at my feet
Brought from sound to text: Henry Wiker Germany
Lyrics Submitted by Henry Wiker -Germany