by Cindy L. Williams
He was a real nice show dog, but his glory days are through,
He watches, tail a waggin', his eyes as bright as they can get,
Retirement, they call it, now he's in his 'golden years.'
And so now for the first time, you are leaving him behind,
'Be a good boy, old dog, this time you have to stay!'
Yes, he used to be a show dog, but the glory doesn't last
Submitted by Wooramun Jack
And he gazes out the kennel gate, with nothing much to do.
They're loading up the van now, 'cause they're going to a show,
But his showing days are over, and he doesn't get to go.
As his crate goes in he wonders why they haven't bathed him yet.
Then your eyes meet through the kennel fence, and you have to look away,
How are you going to tell him that he's staying home today?
He doesn't look as old, though, when your eyes are full of tears.
And you think of all the rosettes, and the Best in Show he won,
The more he showed, the better he got, and then he had a son...
And trying to convince yourself he doesn't really mind.
He sees the younger dog get in, and he's looking pretty low,
But there isn't time to cheer him up, you really have to go.
He doesn't bark or climb the fence, he simply looks away
Just like a nice old show dog, whose glory days are through,
He gazes out the kennel gate, with nothing much to do.
And he's gazing out the kennel gate, remembering the past.