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Like a Dog
Sick of gettin treated like a goddamned dog
Sick of gettin kicked around
Sick of sittin like a bump on a log
Gonna head for higher ground
Sick of gettin' cheated, blindsided and tricked
By ev'ry sonabitch on the block
This sure as hell ain't the life I picked
I believe I'm ready to walk
If I ever need another stab in the back
I surely know where to turn
Useta make my bed on a railroad track
But don't say I never learn
Meet me in the morning on the nine-o-nine
Down among the evergreen
Found a message in a bottle of wine
What it says remains to be seen
Sick and tired of bein sick and tired
And mister that isnUt a joke
Sick and tired of bein hired and fired
While my dreams go up in smoke
Sick of gettin lied on, spied on and judged
By standards that I don't approve
Spent too much time holdin' a grudge
Now I'm gonna make my move
Sick of gettin treated like a goddamned dog
Sick of gettin kicked around
Sick of sittin like a bump on a log
Gonna head for higher ground
Meet me in the morning on the nine-o-nine
Down among the evergreen
Tell me your troubles, I'll tell you mine
Beatin rhythm on the tambourine
Sick of gettin treated like a goddamned dog
Sick of gettin kicked around
Sick of sittin like a bump on a log
Or knocked down on the ground
Sick of bein treated to a slap in the face
Where a nod and a wink would do
Sick of my children in the rags of disgrace
Their father and their mother too
Sick of being murdered in the streets of Prague
Down hearted in the Barrio
So sick of sinkin in the same old bog
Catch a ferry down to mexico . . .
by Robert Hunter
Copyright 2000 Ice Nine Publishing Company