BALLAD OF HIGH DOG // Chris Goold // February 2009 // Stepped over the line, gone and done me no good // Standin’ down on long, lost ground like I thought it would // Where my shadow don’t fall, just steps right outta my way // Once the toast of the town, now the hound gone astray // I’m a high dog low // Like a mosquito at night, driven by firelight // Tempted by a fire that burns with a promise so bright // A smokin’ promise so bright, guide my pride into shame // Can’t turn or stop in mid-flight, and take a lickin’ again // Cuz I'm a high dog low, eekin’ out a livin in a leaky soul kitchen // I'm a high dog low, livin on, livin on // I'm just a high dog low, took a lotta dribble tryin’ ta tickle up some kibble, I'm a high dog low....Cuz I'm a high dog low, eekin’ out a livin in a leaky soul kitchen // I'm a high dog low, livin on, livin on // I'm just a high dog low, done a’cryin’ and a’sniffin, now I'm scratchin where I'm itchin, I'm a high dog low.... // But a one fine day I’ll be a’ making my moveI’ll be a’strolling along a’with my #foozygroove // Word be spreadin’ far and wide about the high dog’s high // Friends and strangers one and all in the same // There'll be raisin’ my praises callin’ out my name // Ringin’ from the mountainside, ‘cross the sea and sky // Singin’ here he comes // Here come a high dog high // He got his high dog pride // Cuz I'm a high dog a ridin high again // Tell yo mama tell yo papa tella all o yo friends // I'm a high dog ridin high again, keepin’ on, keepin’ on