Old Shep

Elvis Presley

 

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When I was a lad, Old Shep was a pup; Over hills and meadows we'd stray  

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Just a boy and his dog, we were both full of fun; We grew up together that way

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I remember the time at the old swimming hole

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When I would have drowned beyond doubt  

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Old Shep was right there, to the rescue he came; He jumped in and helped pull me out

 

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As the years fast did roll, Old Shep he grew old; His eyes were fast growing dim

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And one day the doctor looked at me and said; I can do no more for him Jim

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With hands that were trembling, I picked up my gun

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And aimed it at Shep's faithful head

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But I just couldn't do it, I wanted to run; I wished they would shoot me instead.

  

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He came to my side and looked up at me; He laid his poor head on my knee

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I stroked the best friend a man ever had; I cried 'til I scarcely could see

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Old Shep, he has gone where the good doggies go

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No more with Old Shep will I roam

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But if dogs have a heaven, there's one thing I know; Old Shep has a wonderful home.