Old Bird Dog

Sometimes I'm mad at the world Mad at this town Mad 'cause I can't lose the same five pounds That I've been tryin' to lose for three or four years now. Sometimes I feel like a truck that just won't run On the side of the road in the July sun There ain't another car for miles -That I can thumb down. I guess every now and then You're going to land on a bad day Though I still do I know I can't complain. 'Cause I love what I do Love where I'm at The stage, my band, and my old black hat My big wool blanket Sleepin' in my cowboy boots I love my old bird dog I like to watch him run My red guitar I bang around on some And I love lovin' you Baby, I love lovin' you.