A nice little story of a man and his hound
Telling stories as safe as a pound
He made a choice never to return
To find his treasure in the forbidden land

His laugh was golden, as bright as a sun
The one and only son every mother would have
He was always glad of the life he had
But one day, they found him dead in his bed

His life was so much to take
He sits alone at the lake
To find himself and his one
This man has got himself on the run

The man killed his hound he tied him up
He took some paces, put a cap in his hand
How could a man waste his lovely pet
A lowlife man is what he is

He could not understand
He wanted his life to end