More Memories

Memories flooding in. Music was always part of our family. Me on piano accordion, Mickey with harmonica … or sing-a-longs. Old Shep was one song that my husband could not even hear without crying.

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OLD SHEP *

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When I was a lad and Old Shep was a pup

O’er hills and meadows we’d stray

Just a boy and his dog, we both full of fun

We grew up together that way

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I remember the time at the old swimmin’ hole

When I would have drowned beyond doubt

Shep was right there, to the rescue he came

He jumped in and helped pull me out

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So the years sped along and at last he grew old

His eyesight was fast growin’ dim

Then one day, the doctor looked at me and said

“I can’t do no more for him, Jim”

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With a hand that was tremblin’, I picked up my gun

I aimed it at Shep’s faithful head

I just couldn’t do it, I wanted to run

And I wished they’d shoot me instead

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I went to his side and I sat on the ground

He laid his head on my knee

I stroked the best pal that a man ever found

I cried, so I scarcely could see

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Old Sheppie, he knew he was goin’ to go

For he reached out and licked at my hand

He looked up at me, just as much as to say

We’re partin’ but you understand

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Now Old Shep is gone where the good doggies go

And no more with Old Shep will I roam

But if dogs have a Heaven, there’s one thing I know

Old Shep has a wonderful home

*Songwriters: Clyde Foley, Arthur Willis
[Lyrics from: http://www.lyricsmode.com/lyrics/r/red_foley/old_shep.html%5D
© Universal Music Publishing Group

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6 thoughts on “More Memories

  1. Thanks, Carol. I appreciate your visit and comment. You never forget a dog that has been part of the family. There have been three that I remember. Whuskey, when I was a kid, Skippy when my boys were little, and Ruff, our last dog. They give unconditional love.

  2. Gorgeous doggie picture. Sad song; I’d cry too. My dog, Suki, came into my life at age 13. A Japanese Spaniel – such a sweetheart. We miss them, but just the thought of them makes us smile a lifetime.

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