Tim Barry - Dog bumped

^GOne quick minute got me^C 28 long ye^Gars But I’d do it again, I don’t reg^Dret it He laid his h^Gand on my sister Too many t^Cimes when I was n^Gear And I shot him dead ^D and I do^Gn’t care

When s^Gis was born ^Cand I was about tw^Gelve ‘Bout the same time my old man, he w^Dent to jail Then m^Gom got sick, boy, she^C never got r^Gight And I took to that baby g^Dirl like she was^G mine Night after night, d^Cay after d^Gay I worked my ass off to put m^Doney away Then s^Gis grew up and ^CI grew older s^Gtill And I love her the best^D and alwa^Gys will

Then o^Gne quick minute got me^C 28 long ye^Gars But I’d do it again, I don’t reg^Dret it He laid his h^Gand on my sister Too many t^Cimes when I was n^Gear And I shot him dead ^D and I do^Gn’t care

Well, S^Gis met a man whose name I^C will not t^Gell Nine years her senior and I did w^Dish them well He had a c^Gar and a job ^Cand she was in l^Gove And I blessed them both^D the best I^G could ^GSis loved to dance and she l^Cived honestl^Gy But that old dog tried to control her in e^Dvery way ^GFirst came the drinking then the^C jealou^Gsy This town is too small for ^Dme not to s^Gee ^GHim out every night with e^Cvery girl in t^Gown Just before he goes home and pushes my s^Dister around ^G I thought it out not to^C interv^Gene Unless my baby s^Dister, she came to ^Gme Well, she d^Gid one night when that^C old dog showed ^Gup She whispered on the phone, “Ken I ain’t f^Deeling so good” ^GWhen I got to the house ^Cwhat I saw was t^Grue My baby sister b^Deaten black and b^Glue Well I t^Gook my last breath of fr^Cesh free a^Gir And I found that piece of shit asleep in his rel^Daxing chair ^GI hit him good with a solid ri^Cght and a solid l^Geft And I forced him to his f^Deet for his la^Gst breath Well he^G cowered and run, but he di^Cdn’t get f^Gar Cause my sister shot him fucking dead just outs^Dide his car ^GBoy, she wept^C and I did too Then I t^Gold the police I d^Did what I had to d^Go ^{C G}

And that o^Gne quick minute got me ^C28 long y^Gears But I’d do it again, I don’t reg^Dret it He laid his h^Gand on my sister Too many t^Cimes when I was n^Gear And I shot him dead ^D and I do^Gn’t care Yeah, o^Gne quick minute got me 28 long years ^N.C.But I’d do it again, I don’t regret it ^N.C.He laid his hand on my sister ^N.C.Too many times when I was near And I shot him dead and I don’t c^Gare