Doghouse - Gary Primich

My baby.

Yes I maybe.

I’m goin away.

I bid y’all a fine farewell.

I’m feeling sad.

Then she got mad.

She sent me to the dog house,

And now here I must dwell.

My bags are packed.

I’m moving in.

I’m ready for a long, long stay.

If she’d only done me wrong,

I might get outta here today.

In the doghouse.

I’m riding the doghouse.

She got me locked down, pinned in,

Bad boy barking at the moon.

(guitar solo)

(harp solo)

Barkin' and howlin' won’t get me out.

Ain’t gonna help my case.

If I’da only behaved myself,

I wouldn’t be here in the first place.

I’m on my back.

Baby cut me some slack.

She got me locked down, pinned in,

Bad boy barking at the moon.

Locked down, pinned in,

Bad boy barking at the moon.

Locked down, pinned in,

Bad boy barking at the moon.