When I was a lad and old Shep was a pupOver hills and meadows we'd strayJust a boy and his dog, we were both full of funWe grew up together that way
I remember the time at the old swimmin' holdWhen I would have drowned beyond doubtBut old Shep was right there, to the rescue he cameHe jumped in and helped, pulled me out
As the years fast did roll, he grew oldHis eyes were fast growing dimAnd one day the doctor looked at me and said"I can do no more for him, Jim"
With hands that were trembling, I picked up my gunAnd aimed it at Shep's faithful headI just couldn't do it, I wanted to runI wish they would shoot me instead
He came to my side and he looked up at meAnd laid his old head on my kneeI had struck the best friend that a man ever hadI cried so I scarcely could see
Old Shep, he has gone where the good doggies goAnd no more with old Shep, will I roamBut if dogs have a Heaven, there's one thing I knowOld Shep has a wonderful home
Red Foley, Elvis PresleyLa Bibliofille