- Created by: conniesmall
- Created on: 03-01-20 13:34
You seen what they done to my dog tonight?
When they can me here I wisht somebody’d shoot me.
I won’t have no place to go, an’ I can’t get no more jobs.
Candy looked for help from face to face
The swamper warmed to his gossip
He speaks softly and hopelessly
a change came over old candy
i ought to have shot that dog myself
Candy looked a long time at Slim to…