[Lyric] Old Bourbon (John Wesley Harding)

[Verse 1]
Found a little black dog
Out New Orleans where the rain changes hard
Streets into streams as the day faded dark
From under a car crept a little black dog
Cold wet coat has this little black dog

[Verse 2]
Somehow those eyes
Pulled me away from my place at the bar
Bar at the bottom of old Bourbon Street
The only place to go out in New Orleans
A cold wet night out in New Orleans

[Bridge]
Won't someone stop a moment
Should you see him on the street
There's plenty little black dogs
I will never get to meet

[Verse 3]
Wеll I cried to this small
Ghost of a dog who had nothing at all
All skin and bones, oh my little black dog
Won't you comе away with me
For I'd feed you and keep you
Away from this hole they call old Bourbon Street
A cold wet hole down in New Orleans