Wheelers & Swing Dogs

am/fm dreams

Some go North, some go East
Go by boat, go by feet
I’m a handler
Mend your nets, give relief
Fix your house, pull your teeth
I’m spread pretty thin

Here we go boys, through the overflow boys
Just with the clothes on our back
I said “Whoa boys” to the leader of the pack
With the wheelers and swing dogs all in tow

There’s no one at home to welcome me back
Shotgun and a whistle, you better keep the pack back
Soldiers from the station were lost in the crash

Five foot nine, more no less
27 at my best, I’m a maverick
Through the woods, by the shore
Straight to Cartwright, Labrador
I’m a saviour

Some go South, some go West
Keep your cards close to your chest
I’ve got a tight lip
Ration out to the poor
Message back don’t give no more
I’m a defender

written by Marc Poirier