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Wild Dogs ukulele

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Tommy Bolin
Wild Dogs-Teaser
Acoustic

This is an awesome song by tommy written mainly about being on the road too long 
and getting homesick and depressed. bolin was simply a victim of circumstances and 
unfortunately died at the age of 25, but played from the heart with feeling. To 
listen to the song, go to youtube and type in tommy bolin wild dogs acoustic.  

Intro:
D           Dsus4        D        Dsus2     D 
Cadd9     E7       Em7 (open - 1st fret on 5th string, 3rd on 2nd) 
D     Dsus4     D      Dsus2     A      G
G      A      D

Dsus4       Dsus2      Em7       E7            Cadd9

E-|-3--|-------0----|----0-----|------0----|-------0----|
B-|-3--|--------2---|----0----|-----0-----|-------3-----|
G-|-1--|--------1---|----3----|-----3-----|-------0-----|
D-|-0--|--------0---|----0----|-----0-----|-------2-----|
A-|-x--|--------x---|----1----|-----2-----|-------3-----|
E-|-x--|--------x---|-----0---|-----0------|------0-----|

Lyrics:
Baggage handcuffed to my wrist, 
I drag it everywhere I go 
Sometimes I fight it with my fists, 
If I knew which way was home 
That’s where I’d go, 
If I knew which way was home 
Porter come and cut me loose, 
Bring me whiskey and my water 
Sometimes I get the blues, 
But I know I shouldn’t oughta 
That’s where I’d go, 
If I knew which way was home

Run down ghost trail
No chance for love, no sign of life 
-- Just wild dogs -- howlin’ in the night 
Hey porter come and cut me free, 
I’m sick of my own company 
Sometimes I miss the gold, 
Most times I miss my home 
That’s where I’d go, 
If I knew which way was home 
Run down ghost trail, no chance for love, no sign of life 
-- Just wild dogs -- howlin’ in the night
(That's what I like...) 
Hear ‘em Howl! 

            
            
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