Frédérique Spigt

Dogman

Dogman (2:46) Out there in the cold A Dogman wanders ’round Running from his shadow That is how he’s bound He played the streets of Luther On a screaming slide guitar He didn’t need the spotlights To feed his inner star Hear him howl Hear him cry To the moon up in the sky Dogman running wild Hear him howl Hear him cry To the moon up in the sky Dogman running wild He crooned ’bout the human kind ’Bout bigotry and greed To those who close their ears and eyes Rushing through the streets If you cross the fields In the dead of night And you come across the Dogman Behold, you might die of fright Hear him howl Hear him cry To the moon up in the sky Dogman running wild Hear him howl Hear him cry To the moon up in the sky Dogman, dogman running wild Out there in the cold A dogman wanders ’round Out there in the cold Dogman wanders ’round Muziek: Jan van der Meij Tekst: Frédérique Spigt (P) 2011 (C) 2011 Canarino