Old Shep

Old Shep - Pat Boone (帕特·布恩)

When I was a lad and old Shep was a pup

Over hills and meadows we'd strayed

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

We grew up together that way

I remember the time at the old swimming 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

So the years sped along and at last he grew old

His eye sight was fast growing dim

Then one day the doctor looked at me and said

I can't do no more for him Jim

With a hand that was trembling I picked up my gun

And I aimed it at Shep's faithful head

But I just couldn't do it I wanted to run

And I wished they'd shoot me instead

I went to his side and I sat on the ground

He laid his head on my knees

And I stroke the best pal that a man ever found

And I cried so I scaresly could see

Old Shepy he knew he was going to go

For he reached out and nipped at my hand

He looked up at me just as much as to say

We're parting but you'll understand

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