She was waiting for someone or something
Sitting on the bench
In between the 4 towels that I love,
And where I go and walk my dog.
She had herself a big black dog:
Barking at me, willing to bite me.
"Black dog, I'll never harm you,
BD what a joy to see you!"
She was wearing a warm coat with a hood,
But still, I could see her lips.
It was one of those suburban December evenings.
One hand in the pocket,
The other held a cigarette.
I could breath by watching her
Having this so delightful smoke
At the hour when it becomes darker:
Black dog.
Herman Düne - BLACK DOG Lyrics
Herman Düne - BLACK DOG Lyrics
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She was waiting for someone or something
Sitting on the bench
In between the 4 towels that I love,
And where I go and walk my dog.
She had herself a big black dog:
Barking at me, willing to bite me.
"Black dog, I'll never harm you,
BD what a joy to see you!"
She was wearing a warm coat with a hood,
But still, I could see her lips.
It was one of those suburban December evenings.
One hand in the pocket,
The other held a cigarette.
I could breath by watching her
Having this so delightful smoke
At the hour when it becomes darker:
Black dog.
Sitting on the bench
In between the 4 towels that I love,
And where I go and walk my dog.
She had herself a big black dog:
Barking at me, willing to bite me.
"Black dog, I'll never harm you,
BD what a joy to see you!"
She was wearing a warm coat with a hood,
But still, I could see her lips.
It was one of those suburban December evenings.
One hand in the pocket,
The other held a cigarette.
I could breath by watching her
Having this so delightful smoke
At the hour when it becomes darker:
Black dog.
Writer: HERMAN DUNE
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Copyright: Lyrics © SONY ATV MUSIC PUBLISHING FRANCE