Lakeport, California

Written April 2021

Curiosity is my very favorite feeling to feel
I may be an old dog,
But I don’t know a single trick
Teach me mama
Oh please teach me to stay
Teach me to sit
And teach me how to heal

I light out running when,
I see something through the fence
I got a thirst for trouble
I can never seem to quench
I got a woman way back over those state lines
I got a woman, but lord knows she isn’t mine
One night she fell, while howling
A song up at the moon
I heard it in the distance
And I still hum the tune

Im an old dog
But I sure don’t know any tricks
Teach me mama
Teach me not to go
Teach me how to love
Oh please teach me how to be still

I got the notion
That I’m running out of time
I got the notion
And it tastes like spoiled wine
This life I’m living
Will see me buried neath the porch
I’ve a place to stay but never had a home
Surrounded by people
Perpetually alone
Please pray mama
So I can find a way
To teach myself
How to become a loving man