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a different take on "the field of the dogs"....... much more specific detail, but not sure if that's a plus or minus??                                                              

Lyrics:

                                                  
Slowpoke’s Field



There’s a small ranch pasture
alive with sunflowers
Where tears have fallen
like springtime showers

under the lone tree
of blackjack oak 
My grandpa once buried
his ol’ hound slowpoke 

That loved to laze around 
Though he could run like wind 
Hunted birds, wrangled herds 
And thunder terrified him 

prechorus: 

Fifteen years as partners 
oh it was hard to feel
as he carved the words 
that read “slowpoke’s field”

chorus:

A dogs life spans
but a moment
in our own

they’re here
then just like that
they’re gone

oh, and it’s hard to feel

when another
joins the others
at rest
in slowpokes field


verse: 

Collars, notes and chew toys
Appeared with new losses 
Hand painted namestones
Simple stick crosses 

purebreds and mix breeds
sleek, shabby, big and small
loyal companions
Loved one and all 

chorus:

A dogs life spans
but a moment
in our own

they’re here
then just like that
they’re gone

oh, and it’s hard to feel

when another
joins the others
at rest
in slowpokes field

bridge-

they were head rests
when we were tired
shoulders on which
we could cry
sensed our emotions
at all times
patient playthings
for rambunctious kids
protectors
and best friends 


chorus:

A dogs life spans
but a moment
in our own

they’re here
then just like that
they’re gone

oh, and it’s hard to feel

when another
joins the other
good boys and girls

at rest in
Slowpoke’s Field