Red Peters Ballad Of A Dog Named Stains
I was sittin' out on the porch the other night reminiscing about the good ole days and how my grandson Bobby and I would finish up chores and mosey on into town. Heck, we were poor back then but we loved window shopping. And I recall how excited Bobby'd get 'specially when we stopped by the pet shop. you see, there was this one little puppy that he really took a hankerin' to and he'd look up at me and say "Grandpa... if that was my dog, I'd name him Stains, cuz of that splash of white on his coat." Well, right then and there, I made a up my mind, that I'd get that little critter for Bobby so that following mornin', I cashed in a savings bond and brought the little mutt home. Darnit, I couldn't tell you who was happiest that day, me, Bobby or that there dog. Them two were inseparable .... why, you'da need a crowbar to separate those two. And to this day, I can still hear the boy hollerin' after that dog... still hear him calling... calling out his name...
CHORUS (sung) Come Stains! Come Stains! I still can Hear him calling...Come Stains!
Storyteller VERSE TWO
you know, we don't like talkin' about it much but it was that following winter that little Bobby took ill. and they don't allow dogs at the hospital so back home you'd find Stains on Bobby's bed. I'll never forget the day Doc called and gave us the bad news about Bobby out of the corner of my eye I saw Stains lift his sad little dogface from Bobby's pillow. Somehow he knew that Bobby was gone and I swear to the good lord that Stains was hearing Bobby calling out to him one more time from heaven he just sorta smiled, crossed his paws like he was prayin' put his head on the pillow..........and passed away.
CHORUS Come Stains! Come Stains! I still can hear him calling, Come Stains! Come Stains! Come Stains! I still can hear him calling, Come Stains!
(boy and dog united in Heaven) "Come Stains! Come Stains!...Stains!...Woof, woof..."
