Saint Stephen with a rose, in and out of the garden he goes,. Country garden in the wind and the rain,. Wherever he goes the people all complain.. . Stephen prospered in his time, well he may and he may decline..
I lit out from Reno. I was trailed by twenty hounds. Didn't get to sleep that night. Till the morning came around. . chorus:. I set out running but I take my time.
Gonna tell the tale of a dog named Zillionaire. Who stands on the back of a whale. Howling out in the middle of the ocean. Waves of dog emotion howl on 'til you find your sailor.