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There's a big black dog
in a red red coat
he knows my name
my name is written on it
he's walking along like he owns the road
yonder comes the black dog
There's a big black dog
in a red red coat
he knows what I'm doin'
and he knows where I'm goin'
his eyes are glowin'
like a red hot coat
yonder comes the black dog
Winston Churchill had a black dog
his name was written on it
It followed him around from town to town
It'd bring him down
took him for a good long ride
took him for a good look around
Come over here black dog
and I'll pat you on your head
you've been following me
for a good long time
I guess you must be my friend
I don't want you to be my
friend no more black dog
I don't want you to come around here no more
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