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Eb IFn Gma dog's life, a year is reEballFy Gmmore like seven
Eb AFndGm all too soon a canine will be chaEbsinFg Gmcars in doggie heaven
Bb ICt Dmseems to me, as we maBbke CouDmr own few circles 'round the Sun
Bb WCe Dmget it backwards and our seBbvenC years go by like one
G Dog Dyears...It's the sAeason of the Bitch
G Dog Dyears...With every scrAatch it reappBears F G Am F G
Eb IFn Gmthe dog days, people loEbok FtoGm Sirius
Eb DFogGms cry for the moon, but these conEbnecFtiGmons are mysterious
Bb ICt Dmseems to me, while it's tBbrueC tDmhat every dog will have his Day
Bb WCheDmn all the bones are buried, there is BbbarCely time to go outside and play
G Dog Dyears...It's the sAeason of the Bitch
G Dog Dyears...With every scrAatch it reappBears
G Dog Dyears...For every Asad son of a Bbitch
G Dog Dyears...With his tAail between his eGars F G G C
F I'd rather be a tGortoise from GalFapagos, or a sGpan of geolFogical time G C
F I'd rather be a tGortoise from GalFapagos, or a sGpan of geolFogical time G
Than be lEbiving in these dFog years, lEbiving in these dFog years
Eb IFn Gma dog's brain a constant bEbuzzF oGmf low level static
Eb OFneGm sniff at the hydrant and the EbansFweGmr is automatic
Bb ICt Dmseems to me, as well mBbakeC oDmur own few circles 'round the block
Bb WCe'Dmve lost our senses, for the BbhigCher level static of talk
G Dog Dyears...For every Asad son of a Bbitch
G Dog Dyears...With his tAail between his eGars
B In these dCog years, oooBo!
B In these dCog years, oouBu!
B In these dCog years, oooBo!
B In these dCog years, oouFu!G OoooF!
F In these dGog years, ooooEb! F Gm Eb F
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