"Walk The Dog" lyrics

"Walk The Dog"

I saw a lot of trees today. And they were all made of wood
Well, they were wooden trees—and they were made entirely of wood

Well, I came home today and you were all on fire. Your shirt was on fire
And your hair was on fire. And flames were licking all around your feet
And I did not know what to do. And then a thousand violins began to play
And I really did not know what to do then, so I just decided to go out
And, uh, walk the dog

I went to the movies, and I saw a dog thirty feet high
And this dog was made entirely of light. And he filled up the whole screen
And his eyes were long hallways. He had those long, echoing, hallway eyes

I turned on the radio and I heard a song by Dolly Parton. And she was singing:
"Oh! I feel so bad! I feel so sad! I left my mom and I left my dad
And I just want to go home now
I just want to go back to my Tennessee mountain home now"
Well, you know she's not gonna go back home. And I know she's not gonna go back home
And she knows she's never gonna go back there
And I just want to know who's gonna go and walk her dog (Her dog)

Well, I feel so bad. I feel so sad
But not as bad as the night I wrote this song

Close your eyes. OK. Now imagine you're at the most wonderful party. OK
Delicious food. Uh-huh. Interesting people. Uh-mm. Terrific music. Mm mmh
Now open them!


Writer(s): Laurie Anderson
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