William Shatner's Dog
Stephen FretwellVersion1
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Chords in this song
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I walk by the water and I
Head for your house
Though I know that you'll be out
In some dirty city bar
I stand on your street
And I stare at your room
And the shadows play and move
And your brother comes out with a bat
Sayin that
You might be with your sister in Paris
On the Rue turnau
Wearing Marline Ditrik glasses
Where we made that bet
That bet that I knew you'd win for sure
When you where sick on the floor
The denim is ripped
Beneath the patch
It's an itch I can never scratch
Now it's so far gone the past
The fines I'm
Having trouble to contest
With the library book you kept
The one that sent your head so far west
Far far away
In those continental cities
Where they get in a race
To see who can build the tallest buildings
Where you went for some space
And wound up
With a slightly reddened face
And a pain in your gut
I turn on the TV
And I see there your face
And in it there's not one trace
Of that old brown bowl of lace
And that bowl of lace
Is sat beside the gas bar fire
Where you probably laid
Eating ice cream chocolate lollies
That your mother brought home
From the freezer store
On the old kent road
She too had enough
And that look on your face
That you'd throw accross the dinner table
In the middle of grace
With your fathers eye closed shut tight
And it happend like that
Every damn night
That I had to come
To your house
Well tell Charles Okief
That I don't want to go to Paris
It's sunnier hear
And I'm happy in this loveless marriage
With the girl from the pru
And your father and your sister
And your mother too
And not forgeting you
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Readable chord sheet for William Shatner's Dog by Stephen Fretwell
(Use thumb for bass notes) [Am]I walk by the [C]water and I [Cmaj9]Head for your hou[Am]se Though I know that you'll be out In some dirty city bar I stand on your street And I stare at your room And the shadows play and move And your brother comes out with a bat [Dm]Sayin that[G] You might [C]be w[Cmaj9]ith your [Am]sister in Paris [Dm]On the Rue t[G]urnau Wearing [C]Marlin[Cmaj9]e Ditrik[Am] glasses [Dm]Where we made tha[G]t bet That [C]bet t[Cmaj9]hat I knew [Am]you'd win for sur[Fmaj7]e When you where sick on [E]the floor The denim is ripped Beneath the patch It's an itch I can never scratch Now it's so far gone the past The fines I'm Having trouble to contest With the library book you kept The one that sent your head so far west Far far away In those continental cities Where they get in a race To see who can build the tallest buildings Where you went for some space And wound up With a slightly reddened face And a pain in your gut I turn on the TV And I see there your face And in it there's not one trace Of that old brown bowl of lace And that bowl of lace Is sat beside the gas bar fire Where you probably laid Eating ice cream chocolate lollies That your mother brought home From the freezer store On the old kent road She too had enough And that look on your face That you'd throw accross the dinner table In the middle of grace With your fathers eye closed shut tight And it happend like that Every damn night That I had to come To your house Well tell Charles Okief That I don't want to go to Paris It's sunnier hear And I'm happy in this loveless marriage With the girl from the pru And your father and your sister And your mother too And not forgeting you