Dogend Dave

Dogend Dave he's ok picks up the shit
we throw away

Cigarette buts, bottles and cans

He cashes them in for a couple of
pounds

He don't care what the people think

He don't wash much so he kinda stinks

But he smiles like a gentleman

And pretends he's a rogue and what he
calls home is the open road

Dogend Dave he's one step away from a
decent meal and a paupers grave

He knows all the bus stops where the
doggies are long

It's the universal mix and he sings a
rock n roll song

Since my lady left me, I ain't been
feeling well

Staying at the vagrant suite at misery
motel he's so lonely cold and lonely

What he finds he can keep, he knows the
places where a soul can sleep,

He ain't got no boss and that makes me
a man

He does what he can with his own two
hands

He says he don't work for no-one and he
get things done, like nitty gritty

At the end of the day he has his
dignity so don't you take it away

It don't matter to Dogend Dave what the
weather man says

Snow and ice or a sunny day

Wind and rain it's all the same to
Dogend Dave

Dogend Dave, he's ok met with death in
an alleyway

Kicked to death by drunken kids

It was just a laugh we did it for kicks

Dogend Daves in the papers today

It's a tragedy to end that way

For a character and a gentleman

Now he's dead we all love Dogend Dave