White Dog
The Craftmen Club
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The Craftmen Club - White Dog Lyrics

Her heart flies in the sky
It’s just a hurricane of shine
My stick hands it through
You know it’s not the through, it’s not the through

Sometimes it really fullfills
To learn from the steals
About a friend my human tear
Come on prophet, show me slowly the way

A room in a little house
We're in the neighbourhood
A hurricane relationship
A relation fashion

Now, men, we take the road
Show me all the way, show me all the way
Like this white dog, like this white dog

Her heart flies in the sky
It’s just a hurricane of shine
My stick hands it through
You know it’s not the through, it’s not the through

Now, men, we take the road
Show me all the way, show me all the way
Like this white dog, like this white dog

Oh let it tell you all, oh show me, show me all the way
Like this white dog
Like this white dog
Like this white dog

Now, men, we take the road
Show me all the way, show me all the way
Like this white dog
Like this white dog


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