over hills and valleys we'd roam.
we were both full of fun,
we grew up together that way.
I remember the time at the
When I would have drowned
He jumped in and helped pull me out.
So the years rolled along,
His eyesight was fast growing dim
Then one day the doctor looked at me
I can do no more for him, Jim
With a hand that was trembling,
I aimed it at Shep's faithful head.
I just couldn't do it, I wanted to run,
I wished that they'd shoot me instead.
I went to his side and sat on the ground,
He laid his head on my knee.
I cried so I scarcely could see.
Old Sheppey, he knew he was going to go,
But he reached out and licked at my hand.
We're parting, but you understand.
where the good doggies go,
No more with old Shep will I roam.
But if dogs have a heaven,
there's one thing I know,
Old Shep has a wonderful home.
