Dog Years

Intro 2x: F  G  Am  F  G

 Eb F Gm                        
   In a dog's life, a year is 
Eb F Gm
really more like seven
 Eb F Gm                         
   And all too soon a canine will
       Eb F Gm
 be chasing cars in doggie heaven
 Bb C Dm                   Bb C 
   It seems to me, as we make our 
Dm
own few circles 'round the Sun
 Bb C Dm                         
   We get it backwards and our 
Bb C
seven years go by like one
G      D                 A      
   Dog years...It's the season 
      B
of the itch
G      D                     A  
   Dog years...With every 
          B     F G Am  F G
scratch it reappears
 Eb F Gm                     Eb 
   In the dog days, people look to 
F Gm
Sirius
 Eb F Gm                         
   Dogs cry for the moon, but 
      Eb F Gm
these connections are mysterious
 Bb C Dm                       Bb
   It seems to me, while it's 
 C Dm
true that every dog will have his 
Day
 Bb C Dm                         
   When all the bones are buried,
          Bb C
 there is barely time to go outside 
and play

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G      D                 A      
   Dog years...It's the season 
      B
of the itch
G      D                     A  
   Dog years...With every 
          B
scratch it reappears
G      D                 A      
   Dog years...For every sad son
      B
 of a bitch
G      D                 A      
   Dog years...With his tail 
          G    F G   G C
between his ears
F                   G            
   I'd rather be a tortoise from 
   F             G          F    
Galapagos, or a span of 
        G C
geological time
F                   G            
   I'd rather be a tortoise from 
   F             G          F    
Galapagos, or a span of 
        G
geological time
            Eb              F
   Than be living in these dog 
          Eb              F
years, living in these dog years

Solo - Vocalização: Bb C Bb C Dm 
(2x)
                    F G (2x)
                    Eb  F  Gm  Eb  F

 Eb F Gm                        
   In a dog's brain a constant 
Eb F Gm
buzz of low level static
 Eb F Gm                         
   One sniff at the hydrant and 
   Eb F Gm
the answer is automatic
 Bb C Dm                    Bb C
   It seems to me, as well make our 
 Dm
own few circles 'round the block
 Bb C Dm                          
   We've lost our senses, for the 
Bb C
higher level static of talk

G      D                 A      
   Dog years...For every sad son
      B
 of a bitch
G      D                 A      
   Dog years...With his tail 
          G
between his ears

Bb           C            Bb
   In these dog years, oooo!
Bb           C            Bb
   In these dog years, oouu!
Bb           C            Bb
   In these dog years, oooo!
Bb           C            F G    F
   In these dog years, oouu! Oooo!
F            G             Eb F 
   In these dog years, oooo!
Gm   Eb F