spanish moss is falling down the walls of my head like upon the little house we used to live in by the rivers bed warm water brimming from the side of my eye it happens every time i think about your muzzle touch on this hand of mine your empty kennels left out at the back of the yard to find another friend like you god i will never do im gonna miss it hard i never will forget the barking sound in the night every time the county train came up and round the bend along the railroad line oh heavenly dog have you found another master to feed you fine from a bowl in paradise oh heavenly dog i send you lovin over yonder you never bit none tell me why you had to die i stuck a little wooden cross into the earth by the hill put your portrait in a golden frame with little flowers shaped into we love you bill and every sunday evening when the cold wind blows i sing about the times we had for me to think of you right everywhere i go oh heavenly dog have you found another master to feed you fine from a bowl in paradise oh heavenly dog i send you loving over yonder you never bit none tell me why you had to die