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Am 
You think I care? Well I don't, not anymore 
C              D              Am 
Something in my soul it must be lacking
Am
Anytime a girl comes over, I lock 'em downstairs, 
C                D            Am 
Then I just wait til she starts cryin' 
C               D               Am 
Yes, I am cruel, I don't deny it 

Em C 
Black Dog 
Em         D 
Get off my back 

(Yodelayyee,  Yodelleeooo)
Most of the folks I know go drinkin' every night 
They say they sure are havin' fun 
But when they ask me with 'em 
I tell 'em I'm too tired 
Truth is that I just don't like strangers 
You know I plan to die alone 

Black Dog 
Get off my back 

I still aint gotten 'round to go to Mississippi 
Oh someday lord I'd like to live there 
Fact is I aint been nowhere 
Fact is I live here forever 
Fact is I'm just a big mouth talker 
Yeah I promise myself I'll live tomorrow 

Black Dog 
Get off my back 

Am 
Looks like the car broke down again 
Looks like the car broke down again 
Looks like the car broke down again 
Looks like the car broke down again 
(Hey Jimmy can you get on over here 
and take a look at this here automobile?) 
Looks like the car broke down again 
Looks like the car broke down again 
(And I got places to go, yeah, yeah, Jimmy I got places to go) 
Looks like the car broke down again 
Looks like the car broke down again 
Looks like the car broke down again