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Wild Dogs (Alternate Recording) Songtext

There's baggage handcuffed to my wrist,
I drag it everywhere I go.
Sometimes I fight it with my fists,
But if I knew which way was home,
It's where I'd go.
If I knew which way was home.
Hey porter come and cut me loose,
Bring me whiskey in my water.
Sometimes I get the blues,
But I know I shouldn't oughtta.
So where I'd go.
If I knew which way was home.

Run down ghost trial, no chance for love,
No sign of life - just wild dogs howlin' in the night.
Howlin'

Hey porter come and set me free,
I'm sick of my own company.
Sometimes I miss the gold,
Most times I miss my home.
That's where I'd go.
If I knew which way was home.
Run down ghost trial, no chance for love,
No sign of life - just wild dogs howlin' in the night.
Run down ghost trial, no chance for love,
No sign of life - just wild dogs howlin' in the night.
Run down ghost trial, no chance for love,
No sign of life - just wild dogs howlin' in the night.
Yeah howlin'
Howl Howl
When you keep playing the parts I don't singing
{Ad lib - Solo}
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Tommy Bolin - Wild Dogs (Alternate Recording)
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