Ghosts - Street Dogs

Fly was the craziest guy in the park

With a case of courage

Slung over his back

Had a fearless little spirit

He fought the best

Got straight A’s on

Every street corner test

Too many nights

He would crash and fall

Everyone scrambles

To his ambulance call

Now he is dead and gone

So raise a toast

For his ghost

Mannion was the life of the Erie

Pub had the place in stitches

Singing twist and shout

With a sawbuck in his pocket

To kickstart a round

He always wore a smile

He never sport a frown

Yet on too many nights

He didn’t heed the call

For the BOOZE, he risked it all

Now he is dead and gone

Well it’s been one long uphill climb

I lived a life so undefined

It’s not for any man to try

But I could never resist

I was a sucker for all of this

Eulogize dead friends with songs

Penance given for all their wrongs

Never forget their ghosts

So raise a toast