Today the sun Breathed beautiful Treated us like beauty fools Tools in its hand To succor the cry man The sky tried hard for you again Broke your heart in two again Far out in laughter Succor the dry man 'Cause my dog is dead (and gone to the dogs) My dog is dead and gone to the dogs Beat the first glimpse of your gold 'Cause I'm dead drunk Under the American sun For you Whoever You are Tonight the moon Our dumber friend Is such a quiet companion Sight out a love farm To succor the dry man The movie in my head is blue I think of little else but you Take this ancient music For wherever you lack 'Cause my dog is dead (and gone to the dogs) My dog is dead and gone to the dogs Beat the first glimpse of your gold 'Cause I'm dead drunk Under the American sun For you Whoever You are