I love that dog,
The way he runs up to me when I call
The way he chases his favorite red rubber ball

I love that dog,
The way he chases his tail all over the place

The way he stands up on his hind legs and licks my face,
I love that dog,

So even if he is a little bad sometime
Sometimes he barks too loud at night
Maybe he chases cats over the fence
But he’s not the kind that growls,
And he’s not the kind that bites

I love that dog,
The way he puts his wet nose in my hand
And when I tell him my problems he always understands

I love that dog,
The way he catches a Frisbee as he leaps,
The way his eyes and paws flutter as he sleeps
I love that dog,

Chorus

And on those days when it seems
Like I haven’t a friend,
He’s so glad to see me
That he wags his whole back end

I love that dog,
The way he smile when I pat his head
The way he curls up and snores some nights by my bed

I love that dog.

Copywrite Connie Kaldor, Coyote Entertainement Quebec Canada