"Shaggy Dog Shames It's Owner" lyrics

"Shaggy Dog Shames It's Owner"

My father was run out of this town
A coward and a drunk
And my mother tried desperately
To clear the name for me
Even in death, that guy still makes a mess of our lives
Even in death, that guy still makes a mess of our lives
That's how I found you

Angel at your bedside
Kneeling down in front of Mary with scary eyes

Kill myself for your vision
For an honest opinion
For what my mother wanted
For what my mother wanted for me

Even in death, that guy still makes a mess of our lives
Even in death, that guy still makes a mess of our lives
That's how I found you

Lately, I've been thinking
Doing some real, serious thinking
About the space between
My lineage and passing
If you beat on a shaggy dog
It shames its owner, see

When it is gone, it'll always belong in your heart if you can open up that wide
They all have lessons for you
My dear, how the time has passed us by

I... I...
You never wanted to go
I never wanted
To leave here ever


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