Runnin' to musician off and on like that
You start, you go all kinda ways when you're a musician
You don't know which way you're goin'
You just like a loose dog, you don't know where you're goin' sometime
When we used to horse around, you didn't know where you're goin'
Anywhere you can make some money, you go there

Woah, you ran me to the ground
That's where your ass escaped
Come back, dog, get your bone
Tell me what you really want it on
Woah, you ran
Come back, dog, get your bone
Woah
Hey, silver dollar
Woah
I want your head, I feel so bad when it get around

Woah
Hey, silver dollar
Woah
I want your head, I feel so bad when it get around

That's where your ass escaped
Come back, dog, get your bone
Tell me what you really want it on
Woah, you ran
Come back, dog, get your bone
Woah
Hey, silver dollar
Woah
I want your head, I feel so bad when it get around

Hey, dog, I think you're stupid
Woah
Hey, dog, I think you're stupid
Hey, dog, I think you're stupid
Hey, dog, I think you're stupid
Good night, Miss Calabash, wherever you are