Salty Dog Blues Songtext
von Buck Owens

Standing on the corner with the low down blues
A great big hole in the bottom of my shoe
Honey let me be your salty dog

Let me your salty dog, or I won′t be your man at all
Honey, let me be your salty dog

Well looky here Sal, I know you
A run down slipper and a blowed out shoe
Honey, let me be your salty dog

Let me your salty dog, or I won't be your man at all
Honey, let me be your salty dog


Down in the wilds by the sycamore log
A-singing a song called salty dog
Honey, let me be your salty dog

Let me your salty dog, or I won′t be your man at all
Honey, let me be your salty dog

Pulled the trigger and the gun let go
The shot fell over in Mexico
Honey, let me be your salty dog

Let me your salty dog, or I won't be your man at all
Honey, let me be your salty dog

Let me your salty dog, or I won't be your man at all
Honey, let me be your salty dog
Let me your salty dog, or I won′t be your man at all
Honey, let me be your salty dog