Ma clothes had more holes than I’d never seen
and ma gun, my musket, why it was all rusted

Then I ‘membered ma dog
Ah hollered for him, “Wolf, Wolf!”
All I could hear was the wind, blowin’ through the trees
Have you seen Wolf?

He’s about yay height, skinny, black splotchy fur
No… I don’t imagine you’ve seen him
From what I could tell
a whole lotta time had passed by