Old Bird Dog

Old Bird Dog Sometimes I'm mad at the world Mad at this town Mad 'cause I can't lose the same five pounds That I've been trying 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 There ain't another car for miles That I can thumb down I guess every now and then You're going to land on a bad day 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 Sleeping 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 loving you Baby, I love loving you Now heaven to me it's a simple thing It's just you and me And a phone that don't ring Popcorn popping on a lay around Friday night Seeing you smile when I wake up The way you slide to the middle of my pickup truck The way you say baby, it's all going to be all right 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 Sleeping 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 loving you Baby, I love loving you Yes, I do Well, I love where I've been I don't look back I thank God for the life he lets me have My big wool blanket Sleeping 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 loving you Baby, I love loving you Baby, I love Oh yes I do Love loving you I love my old bird dog I like to watch him run Loving you