Ghost Dog in the castle
Ghost dog in the park
Ghost dog chase the parcel
Of the postman in the dark
Once he was a real dog
But he died a death
Barking in the bedstead
Barking was his breath
Barking was his bread
But poor black dog
Barked but didn't bite
All the bravery went out with the fight
Killing was not in his nature
He preferred to lie on furniture
Laying like a lazy lad
La Dee da Lady Dog boy
Now he is a ghost dog
Walking round the park
Chasing after sticks his owner
Fails to throw
Walking round the perimeter
guarding the house
Barking of a ghost dog
Barking in the dark
Echo of the Ghost dog
Echo of a life
Barking, barking ghost dog
Don't it cut you like a knife
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