I got those empty bowl blues . . .Yeah, those empty bowl blues . . .Standin' here with nothing to lose.
The Woman ate it all up . . .I say, she ate it all up . . .Got not a thought for this sad pup.
Breakfast long past . . .Oh Lord, breakfast long past . . .Can't see how a poor dog can last.
Lunchtime's years away . . .I say, lunchtime's years away . . .Don't see how I'll make it through the day.
(Repeat first verse)
