Hey bulldog - Eric McFadden

Sheepdog, standing in the rain

Bullfrog, doing it again

Some kind of happiness is

Measured out in miles

What makes you think you’re

Something special when you smile

Childlike no one understands

Jackknife in your sweaty hands

Some kind of innocence is

Measured out in years

You don’t know what it’s like

To listen to your fears

You can talk to me

You can talk to me

You can talk to me

If you’re lonely, you can talk to me

Big man (yeah) walking in the park

Wigwam frightened of the dark

Some kind of solitude is

Measured out in you

You think you know me, but you haven’t got a clue

You can talk to me

You can talk to me

You can talk to me

If you’re lonely, you can talk to me

Hey Hey

Roar

Hey, Bulldog (Hey Bulldog)

Woof

Hey, Bulldog

Hey, Bulldog

Hey, Bulldog

Hey man

Whats up brother?

Roof

What do ya say

I say, «roof»

You know any more?

Ah ah (You got it, that’s it, you had it!)

That’s it man, wo ho, That’s it, you got it!

Whoa

Look at me man, I only had ten children

Ah ah ah ah ah ah ha ha ha ha

Quiet!

Quiet!

(OK)

Quiet!

Hey, Bulldog, Hey Bulldog