Bandit, Boy

Bandit, boy, you were one of a kind
Too damn slow to keep the kids in line
Moseying was made by you
Supposing we would wait for you

Bandit, boy, King of the Lawn
Surveiller of the goings-on
A pillow for a two year old
Never let your boy go cold, no

Huddled 'round the meatloaf tin
A touch of slobber on your chin
No one had the kitchen beat like you
Bandit, boy, I'm missing you

Bandit, boy, if you could talk
Trace in pen all the things you thought
No grudged words would make the cut
Just love and fun and sniffing butts, yea

Clever tricks and wrought iron rails
Bouncing back, flick of the tail
Patient in your charge as old you grew
Bandit, boy, I miss the things you'd do

What's for dinner?
How're your shins?
How was soccer?
Did yas win?
I feel tired
Can we eat?
Lay around
Lick your feet
Can we conspire
Just for today?
Ya see, that milkbone jug is higher than I can reach
What do ya say?
Just me and you
We can eat and then we'll sleep
Don't that sound good to you?

Bandit, boy, if I had known
Growing old would mean feeling so alone
I'd have never left your panting side
You could lick away the tears I'd cry

I'd throw a blanket on the floor
Invite you through my bedroom door
Prepare the fort so you and I could hide

From all the pain life has in store
Everything is such a chore
Without a willing best friend by your side

You did the job so beautifully
When everything was new to me
No one stood a chance to best your try
Bandit, boy
I'm missing you tonight