"Bird Dog" lyrics
"Bird Dog"
Johnny is a joker
A very funny joker
He thinks he's so cool now
Top dog in the school now
That dirty little hound's been hangin' 'round my baby
He's a bird dog
Hey, bird dog, keep away from my quail
Hey, bird dog, you're on the wrong trail
Bird dog, you better leave my lovey-dove alone
Hey, bird dog, get away from my chick
Hey, bird dog, you better get away quick
Bird dog, you better get a chicken little of your own
Alright, Mr. Marty Stuart
Johnny kissed the teacher, mm
Tiptoed up to reach her
He's the teacher's pet now
Well, he knows what he can get now
Johnny made the teacher let him sit next to my baby
He's a bird dog
Hey, bird dog, keep away from my quail
Hey, bird dog, you're on the wrong trail
Bird dog, you better leave my lovey-dove alone
Hey, bird dog, keep away from my chick
Hey, bird dog, you better get away quick
Bird dog, you better get a chicken little of your own
Uh-huh, Mr. Auldridge
Uh-huh
Everybody, let's pick a little now
Hey, bird dog, keep away from my quail
Hey, bird dog, you're on the wrong trail
Bird dog, you better leave my lovey-dove alone
Hey, bird dog, keep away from my chick
Hey, bird dog, you better get away quick
Bird dog, you better get a chicken little of your own
Writer(s): Boudleaux Bryant
- AZLyrics
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- Doc Watson Lyrics
album:
"Docabilly" (1995)
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