Old Stray Dog And Jesus
Paul Thorn

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I used to know a drug dealer. His name was Billy Jack
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The Mexican cartel cut his head off, and he ain't comin' back
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God knows I sure miss my buddy; he had some killer pot
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This old stray dog and Jesus are all the friends I've got

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The pain pill jar is empty; my Wild Irish Rose is gone
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But I found a tube of model airplane glue and I'm getting' my buzz on
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Why's everybody judging me when the Good Book says "Judge not."
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This old stray dog and Jesus are all the friends I've got

CHORUS
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I've never felt so lonely; I've never been so blue
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My world keeps getting smaller; it's down to the chosen few
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I have not lost everything, but I sure have lost a lot
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This old stray dog and Jesus are all the friends I've got

BREAK ON CHORUS

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The Glory Road Recovery Home is where I now reside
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They gave me a King James bible and a sack of Southern Pride
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There's a smoking section by a dead oak tree at the back of the parking lot
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This old stray dog and Jesus are all the friends I've got

A                          E
I've never felt so lonely; I've never been so blue
A                                    E                  B7
My world keeps getting smaller; it's down to the chosen few
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I have not lost everything, but I sure have lost a lot
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This old stray dog and Jesus are all the friends I've got
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This old stray dog and Jesus are all the friends I've got