Story Behind The Song

It's a song about hanging out with my old dog

Song Description

It's a song about killing time on a cold fall day in front of a fire with my old dog thinking about how time flies

Lyrics

verse#1
the weatherman's got the chills
the mailman's got the bills
this man's not worried about
the price of corn
doing better than most
mostly warm as toast
on this blustery Iowa morn
yeah me and my K-9
we're just tight as ticks
she's killing time
while I'm slapping the pine
and we're both working on our licks

chorus
yeah we're just
hanging out like a bump on a log
content as a wart on a hog
and thinking about
old dogs and new tricks

verse#2
they say figures never lie
but lyres always figure
what ever trips your trigger
will get you through the day
the grapevine's dripping with dew
enquiring minds want to know
what I'm up too
I don't know why
they wouldn't believe me
if I told them anyway
I suppose there are those
who think I'm in quite a fix
I suppose there are those
who think this is as good as it gets

chorus
yeah we're just
hanging out like a berry in a bog
or a ferry in a fog
and thinking about
old dogs and new tricks

bridge
yeah me and Dutchey
we're good company
sharing secretes we'll never tell
and I apologize if she happens
to look like me
but most the time
she doesn't seem to mind
and we get along quite well

verse#3
pulling the same old rabbits
out of the same old hat
been there and done that
and all those rabbits
are getting the dog upset
ah yes I do believe
I still got a few tricks
left up my sleeve
no I'm no young pup
but I'm sure not done yet
we're doing our best
to avoid conflicts
we're not discussing current events
and we're not talking politics

chorus
no we're just
hanging out like clod in a clog
or a tooth on a cog
and thinking about
old dogs and new tricks

yeah it's all coming down to
old dogs and new tricks