Upward Dog - Ron Sexsmith

Sunlight peeking through a hole in the clouds

The sign on the tree house says «No Girls Allowed»

Everything seems as it should be

And yet there’s something wrong

It’s not all that it could be

For a would-be upward dog

One night it occurred to me in my bed

All these doubts and uncertainties, they’re all in your head

Trying break this downward spiral

You wake up in a fog

Your mistakes are going viral

But turn your smile upward dog

Ooooh

Upward dog

Always taking the high road

Ridding your mind of these jaded disciples

Picking the world up by the scruff of the neck

Spending every day like it was a blank cheque

Go get ‘em upward dog

Sunlight breaking through a cloud in my mind

The sign on the dollhouse reads «No Boys Inside»

Everybody’s up and at ‘em

Or else they’re sawing logs

If you can’t join ‘em beat ‘em

Go get ‘em upward dog

Ooooh

Upward dog

Never taking the low road

Ridding your mind of these train-hopping hobos

Picking the world up by the scruff of the neck

Not wasting every day like it’s all a stacked deck

Love beckons upward dog

Everybody’s up and at ‘em

Or else they’re sawing logs

If you can’t join ‘em beat ‘em

Go get ‘em upward dog

Ooooh

Upward dog

Always taking the high road

Ridding your mind of these jaded disciples

Picking the world up by the scruff of the neck

And not facing everyday like it was a train wreck

Go get ‘em upward dog