Wild Old Dof - Patty Griffin

God is a wild, old dog

Someone left out on the highway

I seen him running by me

He don’t belong to no one now

He dropped him out on Ninety-Three

Mange was setting in on his hips and on his knees

Between the highways running north and south

Pulled on over and we put him out

Willie said he was old and going blind

Mama told me how she didn’t mind

When Willie kicked him with his shoe

He just climbed on in, just like he knew

God is a wild, old dog

Someone left out on the highway

I seen him running by me

He don’t belong to no one now

It’s lonely on the highway

Sometimes a heart can turn to dust

Get whittled down to nothing

Broken down and crushed

In with the bones of

Wild, old dogs

Wild, old dogs

He dropped him out on Ninety-Three

Tall grass was waving there just like the sea

And he tore off running like we’d set him free

Just disappeared right in front of me

God is a wild, old dog

Someone left out on the highway

I seen him running by me

He don’t belong to no one now

He don’t belong to no one now