Happy Go Lucky
His name is Lucky, and he was born to retrieve
He'll catch whatever you toss, he never wants you to leave
He'll bring a tennis ball to greet you at the door
You might think he's just a dog, but to him he's so much more
He's a squirrel hunter in his heart and his mind
He's been inches away about a thousand times
He sits patiently for hours underneath that tree
Hoping one will come down and end up in his teeth
In his dreams he's caught a million, shakin' 'em 'till they're dead
Which must be why he spends so much time asleep in his bed
We know he'll never give up, even in the snow
And he'll never let it get him down, even though he's just too slow
That's why we call him Happy Go
It's true he's a lucky dog, he's really got it made
He's the ruler of the backyard, no work and all play
He could easily lead the blind or be the best in show
But if he could choose a job, he'd be a squirrel hunting pro
He's a squirrel hunter in his heart and his mind
He's been inches away about a thousand times
He sits patiently for hours underneath that tree
Hoping one will come down and end up in his teeth
In his dreams he's caught a million, shakin' 'em 'till they're dead
Which must be why he spends so much time asleep in his bed
We know he'll never give up, even in the snow
And he'll never let it get him down, even though he's just too slow
That's why we call him Happy Go
And although it's sad to think about, someday his life will end
He'll be off to doggy heaven, and no longer my best friend
But I'd like to think he'll still be happy long after he's deceased
With an extra burst of Godspeed, on squirrels he'll forever feast
He's a squirrel hunter in his heart and his mind
He's been inches away about a thousand times
He sits patiently for hours underneath that tree
Hoping one will come down and end up in his teeth
In his dreams he's caught a million, shakin' 'em 'till they're dead
Which must be why he spends so much time asleep in his bed
We know he'll never give up, even in the snow
And he'll never let it get him down, even though he's just too slow
That's why we call him Happy Go
He'll catch whatever you toss, he never wants you to leave
He'll bring a tennis ball to greet you at the door
You might think he's just a dog, but to him he's so much more
He's a squirrel hunter in his heart and his mind
He's been inches away about a thousand times
He sits patiently for hours underneath that tree
Hoping one will come down and end up in his teeth
In his dreams he's caught a million, shakin' 'em 'till they're dead
Which must be why he spends so much time asleep in his bed
We know he'll never give up, even in the snow
And he'll never let it get him down, even though he's just too slow
That's why we call him Happy Go
It's true he's a lucky dog, he's really got it made
He's the ruler of the backyard, no work and all play
He could easily lead the blind or be the best in show
But if he could choose a job, he'd be a squirrel hunting pro
He's a squirrel hunter in his heart and his mind
He's been inches away about a thousand times
He sits patiently for hours underneath that tree
Hoping one will come down and end up in his teeth
In his dreams he's caught a million, shakin' 'em 'till they're dead
Which must be why he spends so much time asleep in his bed
We know he'll never give up, even in the snow
And he'll never let it get him down, even though he's just too slow
That's why we call him Happy Go
And although it's sad to think about, someday his life will end
He'll be off to doggy heaven, and no longer my best friend
But I'd like to think he'll still be happy long after he's deceased
With an extra burst of Godspeed, on squirrels he'll forever feast
He's a squirrel hunter in his heart and his mind
He's been inches away about a thousand times
He sits patiently for hours underneath that tree
Hoping one will come down and end up in his teeth
In his dreams he's caught a million, shakin' 'em 'till they're dead
Which must be why he spends so much time asleep in his bed
We know he'll never give up, even in the snow
And he'll never let it get him down, even though he's just too slow
That's why we call him Happy Go
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Writer(s): Scott Richard Cooley
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