Cold Chisel Houndog Lyrics

Houndog Lyrics

Hump that coffin up round one more bend

 Hump that coffin up round one more bend

 If your head needs a bandage

 Try a roadhouse open sandwich

 Dodge the waitress and hit the road again

 

 I got dog's disease and asphalt on my shoes

 I got dog's disease and asphalt on my shoes

 

 I got the houndog sittin' on the side of the road

 Houndog sittin' on the side of the road

 Houndog sittin' on the side of the highway blues

 Yeah the highway blues

 

 I coulda flown East-West

 But the ticket was outa my range

 I coulda gone rail

 But they said I looked a little strange

 The Budget girl's just got the sack

 The interstate bus just breaks my back

 I'm sick of getting home

 Counting my remaining change

 

 I got the houndog . . .

 

 Ride the line to Hornsby station

 Find my circus animals again

 

 Undenied

 

 Don't need no communication

 Through the ghost-towns, and fade away

 

 I'm outside

 

 The railway don't come out here no more

 

 And it's cold

 Through Nambucca, up the coast

 Grass is greener

 Girls are sweeter

 I did it all the last ten summers

 

 Leave the waves and change the culture

 Choose a far off name that suites ya

 Bali, Bangkok, overland

 Asian highway, Amsterdam

 Always some town unexplored

 And in the end

 It's the motion is it's own reward

 It's just the motion

 

 I've had petrol-heads and country hicks

 Bible-freaks and lunatics

 Fifty miles to go and I'll be home

 I'll be home

 

 I got the houndog sittin' on the side of the road

 Houndog sittin' on the side of the road

 Houndog sittin' on the side of the highway blues