Mutt Romney Blues (Ry Cooder)

1, 2, 3, 4 Now boss Mitt Romney went for a ride Pulled up on a highway side Tied me down up on the roof Boss I hollered, woof woof woof Please master boss! Don’t look right, it don’t seem right Hot in the day, cold all night Where I’m goin’ I just don’t know Poor dog’s got to bottle up and go Oh Mr. Boss, cut me down! Woof, woof, woof He had a ride, sure not ridin’ Poor dog he really had a ride He had a ride, sure not ridin’ Up on the rooftop here I’m sat