When I was a lad
And old Shep was a pup
Over hills and meadows we'd roam
Just a boy and his dog
We were both full of fun
We grew up together that way
I remember the time at the old swimmin' hole
When I would have drowned beyond doubt
Shep was right there
To the rescue he came
He jumped in and helped pull me out
So the years rolled along
And at last he grew old
His eyesight was fast growing dim
One day the doctor looked at me and said
I can't do no more for him, Jim
With a hand that was trembling
I picked up my gun
I aimed it at Shep's faithful head
I just couldn't do it
I wanted to run
I wish they would shoot me instead
I went to his side
And I bowed on the ground
He laid his old head on my knee
I stroked the best pup that a man ever had
I cried so I scarcely could see
Old Shep he knew
He was goin' to go
For he reached out and licked at my hand
He looked up at me
just as much as to say,
"We're parting, but you understand".
Old Shep is gone where the good doggies go,
and no more with Old Shep will I roam
But if dogs have a heaven, there's one thing I know:
Old Shep has a wonderful home.
credits
from Mother's Songs,
released July 12, 2016
Song written by Hank Snow.
Vocals and guitar by Fil Lyons
Bass by The Hollow Boys.
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