Mutt Romney Blues

Mutt Romney Blues -Ry Cooder

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Now boss Mitt Romney went for a ride

Pulled up on a highway side

Tied me down up on the roof

Boss I hollered, woof woof woof

Please master boss!

Don’t look right, it don’t seem right

Hot in the day, cold all night

Where I’m goin’I just don’t know

Poor dog’s got to bottle up and go

Oh Mr Boss, cut me down!

Woof, woof, woof

He had a ride, sure not ridin’

Poor dog he really had a ride

He had a ride, sure not ridin’

Up on the rooftop here I’m sat