You Mother's Dog

from by Jeffrey T. Smith

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Your Mother's Dog
©2017 JTSMusicSESAC

It was a year ago today
You ran out of my life
You did not even stop
To say goodbye

As bitter as a biscuit
Soaking up the yellow snow
Folks thought it was funny
That I was the last to know

You won't hear no barking
No howling No screeching tonight
Up at the late night moon
And for all those nasty things you said
And for kicking me out of bed
You've been forgiven
Though your mother's dog is dead

Well I will not say that I was not hurt
And you know I was there right till the end. And you know I won't pretend
With all my tear stained letters signed
Your best friend

Days got dark and then got darker
I drank myself a pack of lies
One of those being that some but not
All dogs can fly

Some people think I did it for fun
Some people think and your mom is one
Who think I could've dialed back
On what I'd done

But me and her we're OK now
I see her bout three or four times a year
I even trained her monkey
To fetch us beer

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from Up At The Late Night Moon, released July 14, 2017

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Jeffrey T. Smith Virginia

Inspired and influenced by early country, blues, rock and pop
Jeff Smith writes songs and tells elongated and elliptical stories about them. Jeff's southern drawl slides in and around his guitar playing and Smith says “on a good night the stories and songs ride on top of a funky kind ofcountry blues pop stomp”. Now residing in the swamps of Virginia, Smith performs club gigs and
concerts.
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