歌词：
Old Blind Dogs

like that then I forget ya I know you're just a freak, hoe you're so nasty That's why you're stairin' when you walk like pass me Bitch, now you're lookin' back All dogs

, runaway slave Runaway, runaway slave Livin' in the slums with the bums, the rats and the stray cats Dogs with the rabies, little babies are having

just see them sad, When they remind you of them Them woulda did the same thing, We confined to the slum And those that don't adapt, they either blind

a good old dog as blind as he could be But every night at suppertime I believe that dog could see Here Rattler here here Rattler here Call old

up to the square shop doors close and the blinds come down same oul story same oul town and i do howl at the moon i go barking at dogs take off all

in the arms of the city goes Huck Down the beckonin' streets of opportunity And a whistling his favorite river song And a bad blind nigger at the piano

picked out for hisself And I packed it full of grub and hooch and I slung it on the sleigh Then I harnessed up my team of dogs and was off at dawn of

to love black, but sometimes Black folks wanna sweat you harder than the one-time Never participate in dumb, def and blind shit Plus I got my little man

simple tongue And suddenly I've come to know There are no roads left to run Now it's the hour of dogs a-barking That's what the old ones used to say