From the recording Slip Into the Shadows

Lyrics

Fifty dollar bill and a twelve pack
Set you on the road to where you are
Art for rock and roll album covers
You never even thought to be a star

Ohhhhh
Where did you go?
Your poor old dog keeps sniffin’
for your trail
Your poor old dog keeps sniffin’
for your trail
in the snow

Living on the road seemed to suit you
Never saw you shrinking from a fight
Most had better sense than to cross you
That last one though, you almost lost your sight

Ohhhhh
Where did you go?
Your poor old dog keeps sniffin’
for your trail
Your poor old dog keeps sniffin’
for your trail
in the snow

When your old man, he died and left you
You needed to come back on home again
Folks assume that you had a breakdown
And could not handle all that grief and pain

Ohhhhh
Where did you go?
Your poor old dog keeps sniffin’
for your trail
Your poor old dog keeps sniffin’
for your trail
in the snow

Why’d you leave your clothing
and the old guitar inherited from your old man
The rumors, just distortions of the fate you had
Speculation, and guessing your plans

Ohhhhh
Where did you go?
Your poor old dog keeps sniffin’
for your trail
Your poor old dog keeps sniffin’
for your trail
in the snow