Black dog barking in the cold grey light
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He pulls the chain and he pulls it tight
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This ain't no lonesome wail that boy ain't faking
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He bites the steel and he claws the ground
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He pulls again and he spins around
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His eyes are raging and his burning lungs are steaming
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He wanna walk in the sun
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Feel love like anyone
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No one knows that black dog better than I
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I said no one knows that black dog better than I
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When I see his running I can see me
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Teeth in the collar and he's tearing it free
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Spit out the leather and the cold studs that kept you from singing
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Run till you're bleeding run till you're hot
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till the memory of all this you've long since forgot
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Run till forever till the bells of your freedom are ringing
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He wanna walk in the sun
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Feel love like anyone
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No one knows that black dog better than I
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I said no one knows that black dog better than I
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Black Dog
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| Chris Rea |
