You're A Hard Dog (To Keep Under the Porch)    (1983)

Early in the morning all alone in my place
Black coffee, dry toast and egg on my face
It's the very last time I wait up all night
I feel like a fool and you're proving me right

I give you my love, I give you my money
You got the feelings of a fencepost, honey
I can't hold a grudge, I just carry a torch
Cause you're a hard dog to keep under the porch

You're a hungry old hound that keeps coming around
Eatin' my groceries and drinking one down
You run with the pack and you come slinking back
Needin' some rest and me to scratch your back

Well, I love you baby, God knows I do
I have trouble smelling if I ain't with you
If it's true you can't teach an old dog new tricks
I've gotten myself in a heckuva fix

I'm sitting on the porch in the pale moonlight
I hear the dogs barking way off in the night
And the loudest one is my baby, of course
You're a hard dog to keep under the porch

You're a hungry old hound that keeps coming around
Eatin' my groceries and drinking one down
You run with the pack and you come slinking back
Needin' some rest and me to scratch your back

I give you my love, I give you my money
You got the feelings of a fencepost, honey
I can't hold a grudge, I just carry a torch
Cause you're a hard dog to keep under the porch

Lyrics by Susanna Clark and Harlan Howard.
Recorded by Gail Davies; Ruby Andrews.


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