Queenie's Song

Some S.O.B. shot my dog

I found her under a tree

If I hadn't loved that dog so much

It wouldn't mean nothin' to me

You son-of-a-bitch I'll tell you what, I will not be deterred

I'll find you out and track you down

On that you got my word

Queenie's getting buried

It's time to dig the hole

New years day in Santa Fe

Broke mean and it broke cold

I don't predict the world will end

And I don't presume it won't

And I don't pretend to give a damn

If it do or if it don't

And I bet you got a gun for Christmas

That don't make it right

What in the hell were you thinkin'

With little Queenie in your sights

Queenie's getting buried

It's time to dig the hole

New years day in Santa Fe

Broke mean and it broke cold

Now brother death and father time

Are almost loaded up

And they're headed for the border line

In a stolen pick-up truck

For old acquaintance not forgot

For old dogs left behind

I won't forgive and I can't forget

The year of '99

Screamin' Auld Lang Syne

Queenie's getting buried

It's time to dig the hole

New years day in Santa Fe

Broke mean and it broke cold