Wild Old Dog

God is a wild, old dog Someone left out on the highway I seen him running by me He don't belong to no one now He dropped him out on Ninety-Three Mange was setting in on his hips and on his knees Between the highways running north and south Pulled on over and we put him out Willie said he was old and going blind Mama told me how she didn’t mind When Willie kicked him with his shoe He just climbed on in, just like he knew God is a wild, old dog Someone left out on the highway I seen him running by me He don't belong to no one now It’s lonely on the highway Sometimes a heart can turn to dust Get whittled down to nothing Broken down and crushed In with the bones of Wild, old dogs Wild, old dogs He dropped him out on Ninety-Three Tall grass was waving there just like the sea And he tore off running like we’d set him free Just disappeared right in front of me God is a wild, old dog Someone left out on the highway I seen him running by me He don't belong to no one now He don't belong to no one now