My Old Dog

My old dog is a grand old dog
A great companion is she.
She stays with me every place I go
‘Cause she likes to be with me.

She follows me hiking in the hills
Or wading mountain streams,
And when I sit to contemplate
She lies at my feet and dreams.

We’re not as young as we once were
Both my old dog and me
But we’re both happy when we can share
Each other’s company.

We make sure we spend some time
Doing things we like to do,
And find that we are both content
When the end of a day is due.