This Old House

de John Conlee

The mans in the moon, the cats in the cradle and d im in the dog house
E it never would have happened if my best friend wasn't such a a loud mouth
She's heard things that she don't like about my d nights out
Now{e} shes on me like old cheap suit im in the a dog house
D the dogs eating good and he dont care
A im chewing bones in the cold night air
B the whole things seems just a little unfair
E there he sits in my favorite chair

Verse 2:

A who ever said it was mans best friend had it d all wrong

E when she finds out you've been running with the pack you'll be {a}dog-gone

She says she's got a bone to pick, should i{d} sit up and beg, should i fetcha stick,

E i cant stay here scratching fleas and ticks in the a dog house

Chorus

Verse 3:

A i can tell the matters are getting real bad, i bit the d mailman

E i've been chasing cars up and down the street instead of a women

The dog and the wife are getting mighty thick d looking thru the window just makes me sick

E this old dog better learn a new trick im in the a dog house

A the mans in the moon, the cats in the cradle and d im in the dog house