Can't Have My Dog

Well head over boots, yeah we fell in love
Bought ourself a tail waggin' kid of our own
A pure bred, four leg, golden hair hunting' machine, that's right
And it wasn't too long, true love turned south
And before I knew it, she was kicking me out
Making demands and plans for everything, I said wait a minute

You can have my truck, the old house too
The Winnebago, the fast boat and the pontoon
Take this old guitar, take my buddy John
You can have it all
You can't have my dog, no ma'am

Listen, 'cause I taught him how to sit and how to load it on up
Fetch a green head Mississippi mallard duck
And I can't believe you think he'd leave my side, nah, no dog
'Cause he like to ride up high where the world can see us
He can 't feel the wind blow down low in your Prius
Well, he's not yours girl, thank god he's mine, ah (no, he ain't)

You can have my truck, the old house too
The Winnebago, the fast boat and the pontoon
Take this old guitar, take my buddy John
You can have it all
You can't have my dog, no ma'am
Come on boy, let's go before they get here

You can have my vinyl records
Have all my of my top shelf liquors
My Willy poster on the wall, y'all
You can't have my dog

You can have my truck (you can have my truck)
The old house too (the old house too)
Well, the Winnebago, the fast boat and the pontoon
Take this old guitar (take this old guitar)
Take my buddy John (take my buddy John)
You can have it all
You can't have my dog (you can't have my dog)

Take your cat, be on
You can't have my dog

Yeah, you can take the cat
You ain't getting my dog

Nah, you can't put pink bows in the coat of a AKC registered goat
I'm talking the greatest of all time, he's the best of his line
And ya girl he's all mine

Come on boy, let's go