Lyrics Good Old Shakespeare - Have Gun, Will Travel

Good Old Shakespeare

The orders came this morning.
The dogs, they’ve had their day.
News came down,
No one made a sound.
We saw it coming from a mile away.
Holy hounds,
They call you.
Fearless, faithful, and true.
But Justine, the leader of the team,
better friend than most folks that I knew.
Here’s to good old Shakespeare;
Good old boy, he’s gone.
Shuffled off this mortal coil into the great beyond.
His name’ll be remembered,
And his sprirt carries on:
Here’s to good old Shakepseare;
Good old Shakespeare’s gone.
Through our constant struggle,
Never heard you complain.
You’ll always be
In our memory,
Forever with me, 'til my dying day.
Here’s to good old Shakespeare;
Good old boy, he’s gone.
Shuffled off this mortal coil into the great beyond.
His name will be remembered,
And his sprirt carries on:
Here’s to good old Shakepseare;
Good old Shakespeare’s gone.