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Just a man and his dog
Walking down the road;
The dog looked energetic
The man--ike he carried a load.
The dog was straining at his lead
The man looked deep in thought,
The dog kept up a trotting pace
Keeping the lead pulled taut.
The dog was beautiful, a Husky I believe
The man was simply a man,
A beautiful pair as they walked down the road
At a pace that was like they ran.
The dog was alert, and pranced along
Beside his tired master,
He kept looking up at the man
As if looking for some laughter.
Finally they stopped and the man reached down
Releasing the dog from his lead,
The dog shot off and ran circles on
The path around the man's feet.
He jumped and barked, and teased the man
Till his master broke into laughter,
He began to throw a stick for fetching
The dog always running after.
They raced across an open field
Two friends out having fun;
As they topped the hill, it was quite a sight
The two sillouettes in the late evening sun.
The man suddenly looked ten years younger
And the dog, like a young pup
It was a touching moment
As they shared a drink from a brook.
Just a man and his dog
Walking around the bend,
Ah, but it was more than man and dog--
It was two best friends.
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