| Well, a good dog on the ground’s worth three in the saddle
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| No matter where you’re from
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| Been many good dog was a friend to a man
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| But Sam was the greatest one
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| He was a hound of hounds
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| He was the wonder of all walkers
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| He loved howlin' at the moon
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| He loved treein' that raccoon
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| Most of all, he was my best friend
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| And he’s gone too soon
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| He was the runt of the litter, but a plenty mean pup
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| Put Sam on the scent, and he never let up
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| Spent his nights on the porch, chwin' on a bare bone
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| Now he’s undrground, and I’m all alone
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| Well, a good dog on the ground’s worth three in the saddle
|
| No matter where you’re from
|
| Been many good dog was a friend to a man
|
| But Sam was the greatest one
|
| He was a hound of hounds
|
| He was the wonder of all walkers
|
| He loved howlin' at the moon
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| He loved treein' that raccoon
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| Most of all, he was my best friend
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| And he’s gone too soon |