God is a wild, old dog
Someone left out on the highway
I seen him running by me
He don't belong to no one now

He dropped him out on Ninety-Three
Mange was setting in on his hips and on his knees
Between the highways running north and south
Pulled on over and we put him out

Willie said he was old and going blind
Mama told me how she didn’t mind
When Willie kicked him with his shoe
He just climbed on in, just like he knew

God is a wild, old dog
Someone left out on the highway
I seen him running by me
He don't belong to no one now

It’s lonely on the highway
Sometimes a heart can turn to dust
Get whittled down to nothing
Broken down and crushed
In with the bones of
Wild, old dogs
Wild, old dogs
He dropped him out on Ninety-Three
Tall grass was waving there just like the sea
And he tore off running like we’d set him free
Just disappeared right in front of me

God is a wild, old dog
Someone left out on the highway
I seen him running by me
He don't belong to no one now
He don't belong to no one now