Where have you been, Arthur you mutt, you pooch, you hound Where have you been, Arthur don't you know where your home is now You poor stupid loon, did you bark at the moon Did you nest in a bed of leaves You frightened us bad We were scared of the roads and the cold and the spiteful dog thieves All the landlords and the drunkards, and walkers And runners from Pilton to Glastonbury Tor Searched car packs and meadows and cranny's and shadows Did you know you were pired for Where have you been, Arthur, my love, my friend, my one Where have you been Arthur, cruising a roads for fun The wind at the door, the slam at the gate The creaking of the trees The rain on the roof, the chill in our bones The worrying of what might be All the farmers and teachers and wardens were Reaching out over hills and beyond But you slip your dog lead to dog sh** alley You must know you did something wrong