Song for Morris

With your hair over your face

You come a-riding like the wind,

There is a song upon my lips,

There is a shine within your eyes,



Come around, come around,

The weather's fine and we can play,

I'll strike your hair & hop around,

And while you run I'll call your name,



There is no sadness with you, my friend,

There's only gladness within your eyes,

I'll love you dearly all thru your life,

'Cause you are truly honest, my friend,



Come around, come around,

The weather's fine and we can play,

I'll strike your hair & hop around,

And while you run I'll call your name,



The wind is blowing all thru my hair,

And while you're jumping over my head,

I'm glad to have known you, my friend,

'Cause you're the finest dog that I've met,



Come around, come around,

The weather's fine and we can play,

I'll strike your hair & hop around,

And while you run I'll call your name,



Come around, come around,

The weather's fine and we can play,

I'll strike your hair & hope around,

And while you run I'll call your name.

Author's Notes/Comments: 

A song for a lovely dog I once met....

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