How Come My Dog Don't Bark (When You Come Around)? Lyrics & Tabs by Dr. John
How Come My Dog Don't Bark (When You Come Around)?
guitar chords lyrics
Now you say you ain? t never met my wife, you ain? t never seen her befo,?
Say you ain? t been hangin? roun? my crib; well here? s somethin? I wanna know?
I wanna know what in the worl? is goin? down,
How come my dog don? t bark when you come around?
I got the baddest dog, he? ll bite anybody.
He bit my little brother, took a chunk out of my ol? sweet li? l mother.
He bit the mailman? he sees him every day; he takes one look at you, he wanna jump up and play.
Now I ain? t got a clue as to what you puttin? down, but
How come my dog don? t bark when you come around?
My dog? s dangerous; tried to set people straight;
I even bought a? BAD DOG? sign an? hung it on the gate.
Here you come trippin? up? bout a quarter of nine
Fulla dat Night Train wine, tryin? to slide past the sign?
My dog been noddin? off, ain? t payin? you no mind.
That? s my dog, when I come home he don? t sleep THAT sound!
Fulla dat Night Train wine, tryin? to slide past the sign?
My dog been noddin? off, ain? t payin? you no mind.
That? s my dog, when I come home he don? t sleep THAT sound!
How come my dog don? t bark when you come around?
I still don? t like it, I don? t dig it one damn bit,
The way you an? my dog? s so tight, somethin? don? t fit!
I slipped through the alley, I called my dog,
Said,? get off your rusty duster, move a little faster to your ol? master, you old cayute, you.?
He took one look at me, an? he growled an? he ran straight to you.
Now somebody? s been confusin? my po? hound.
An I wanna know what? s goin? down.
How come my dog don? t bark when you come around?
(Clarinet Solo)
Maybe I better call up Jacoby & Myers, an? you can take the fifth, amendment, that is.
You better stand up fo? your rights,? cause you might not be standin' too long.
I? m gonna stop all this confusion. I? m gon? fire that hound., shoot that dog down.
Then I? m gonna get busy mutilatin, strangulatin? operatin?, an? crematin? my Ol? Lady down at the cremation station.
Then I? m gonna torch that, too, and come right on after you!
You can give you heart an? soul to charity; all the rest gonna belong to me.
I? m goin? straight down to dat barber supply shop, get me a pearl handle, double edge, hollow ground, super blue blade, adjustable, stainless steel, honed edge, both blades on the same side so when I cut you once, you gonna bleed twice, goin? an? comin?. An? if you don? believe me, shake yo? head; it? ll be singin? I ain? t got no body.?
? Cause one night I did a little FBI Double-O-Seven-type investigatin?. You an? my Ol' Lady thought I was gone, but I wasn? t gone. Dat? s why I have to separate you from your ground. An the only soun? you gonna hear when you six feet in the ground:
How come my dog didn? t bark when you came around?
