Stray Dog Freedom Lyrics - Four Winds - Bright Eyes

There's a skinny dog 

In a dirty parking lot 

And he doesn't bite 

But he begs 

And he knows what's true 

So if you are, he'll follow you 

If you're headed home 

All the way 

So we let him finish 

Every dinner plate 

And we watched his tail say thanks, thanks, thanks 

And we tried to name him 

But he ran away 

Once he knew his freedom was at stake 

This same old shit 

So it's how you deal with it 

It's the glove that fits 

That you wear 

So when the wind blows strong 

I put a few more layers on 

And I tell myself 

I don't care 

I might make a phone call 

To a better man 

To ask the questions that I have, have, have 

Like how do I get started 

And where's it going to end? 

Why should I treat a traitor like a friend?