Tom: G major
Verse 1
G
This dog is no puppy dog.
Am
She's strange as the trees.
C
She's brown as the mountain
Am
G
and white as the breeze.
Am
She walks on the water without any boots
C
G
Her eyes are as fine as the music of flutes
C
G
But she will not sweep chimneys,
C
G
Am
nor will she pluck corn
D
G
F
But she is the best little dog
C
G
C
D
G
that ever was born.
Am
I've lain in the womb of the rocks,
cold and chill,
C
While she speaks in my heart
Am
G
with the voice of the hill.
Am
And when I am risen and ready to run,
C
She will laugh without laughter
Am
G
to welcome the sun.
But she will not learn language,
Am
D
nor will she bear scorn,
G
F
But she is the best little dog
Bb
G
C
D
G
that ever was born.
The water god offered me
C
F
To buy the dog from me,
Am
G
to teach the poor king's.
The ring's on my finger,
G
would ne 'er suit her mind.
C
G
But as yet she can't fly well,
Am
D
nor play on the horn.
G
F
Still she is the best little dog
C
G
C
D
G
that ever was born.
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