Old Shep

When I was a lad and old Shep was a pup o’er hills and meadows we’d roamed
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 swimming 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
The years rolled along and at last he grew old his eye sight was fast growing
dim
Then 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 and I wished they’d shot me instead
I went to his side and I sat on the ground he laid his head on my knees
I stroke the best pal that a man ever found I cried so I scaresly could see
Old Shepy he knew he was going to go for he reached out and nipped at my hand
He looked up at me just as much as to say we’re parting but you’ll understand
Now 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