Herman Dune - Black Dog lyrics

She was waiting for someone or something

Sitting on the bench

In between the 4 towels that I love,

And where I go and walk my dog.

She had herself a big black dog:

Barking at me, willing to bite me.

"Black dog, I'll never harm you,

BD what a joy to see you!"

She was wearing a warm coat with a hood,

But still, I could see her lips.

It was one of those suburban December evenings.

One hand in the pocket,

The other held a cigarette.

I could breath by watching her

Having this so delightful smoke

At the hour when it becomes darker:

Black dog.