Queenie’s Song Terry Allen
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[Verse 1]
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 nothing to me
You son-of-a-bitch, I'm gonna tell you what
I will not be deterred
I'll find you out and track you down
On that you got my word
[Chorus]
Queenie's getting buried
It's time to dig the hole
New Year's Day in Santa Fe
Broke mean and it broke cold
[Verse 2]
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
I bet you got a gun for Christmas
That don't make it right
What in the hell were you thinking
With little Queenie in your sights?
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 nothing to me
You son-of-a-bitch, I'm gonna tell you what
I will not be deterred
I'll find you out and track you down
On that you got my word
[Chorus]
Queenie's getting buried
It's time to dig the hole
New Year's Day in Santa Fe
Broke mean and it broke cold
[Verse 2]
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
I bet you got a gun for Christmas
That don't make it right
What in the hell were you thinking
With little Queenie in your sights?
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