Old Bird Dog

Sometimes I'm mad at the world, mad at this town

Mad that I can't lose the same five pounds

That I've been tryin' to lose for three or four years now

Sometimes I feel like a truck that just won't run

On the side of the road in the July sun

And there ain't another car for miles that I can thumb down



I guess every now and then you're gonna land on a bad day

And though I still do, I know I can't complain



'Cause I love what I do, love where I'm at

The stage, my band, and my old black hat

My big wool blanket and sleepin' in my cowboy boots

I love my old bird dog, I like to watch him run

My red guitar I bang around on some

And I love lovin' you, baby, I love lovin' you



Now heaven to me, it's a simple thing

It's just you and me and a phone that don't ring

Popcorn poppin' on a lay-around Friday night

Seein' you smile when I wake up

The way you slide to the middle of my pickup truck

The way you say "Baby, it's gonna be alright"



When I walk in at the end of a worn out day

And I see you, baby, how can I complain



'Cause I love what I do, love where I'm at

The stage, my band, and my old black hat

My big wool blanket and sleepin' in my cowboy boots

I love my old bird dog, I like to watch him run

My red guitar I bang around on some

And I love lovin' you, baby, I love lovin' you

Yes I do



Well I love where I've been and I don't look back

I thank God for the life He lets me have

My big wool blanket, sleepin' in my cowboy boots

I love my old bird dog, I like to watch him run

My red guitar I bang around on some

And I love lovin' you, baby, I love lovin' you



Baby, I love ...

Oh yes I do ...

Love lovin' you



I love my old bird dog, I like to watch him run



Lovin' you