Big Black Dog - Humble Pie

Well, I was on my way home

From Woodgrain station

He stopped me in the middle of the road

He was a big black dog, whinin' along

He said, «You better do what you told»

I jumped back, rather astounded

I never heard a dog could speak

But my mouth went dry

When he looked me in the eye

He’d been itchin' just to bust for weeks

I said, «Hey, won’t you scratch my back?

Hey babe, scratch my back»

Ooh I said, «Hey, won’t you scratch my back?»

Well we were standing alone on the eastside

When she give-a me a smile

She said, «I like it here, watchin' what goes by»

And I don’t doubt question why

I said, «Hey, what’s that comin'

Starin' with that evil eye?»

«Well, there’s a sweet honey child

Comin' over here and she

Looks just about my size»

I said, «Hey, won’t you scratch my back?

Hey babe, scratch my back»

Ooh I said, «Hey, won’t you scratch my back?»

Through the streets of Memphis

I try to find my black and tan

I looked on every corner

It was-a itchin' on another man

I reached into my pocket

I try to find myself some beer

«You can take my bread

Or sleep in my bed

But darlin', please stay right here»

I said, «Hey, won’t you scratch my back?

Hey babe, scratch my back»

Ooh I said, «Hey, won’t you scratch my back?»