Three-Legged Dog
Copyright 2015 by Rob Roper

Just another day, same old routine
Just another day, feeling sorry for me
like the ugly shirt on the clearance rack
no one wants to buy
The girls in the park won't even say hi

That's when I saw the three-legged dog
hoppin' along on his afternoon walk
He held his head high
He was happy to be alive
So I gave myself this little talk:
I said,

I wanna live my life like a three-legged dog
Ain't gonna worry 'bout one less paw
Gonna be happy with what I got
I wanna live my life like a three-legged dog

Joey's sixteen and he tells me life sucks
his friends drive cars and he takes the bus
TV and the movies say
these years are the best, but Joey says:
"If these are the best, I don't wanna see the rest"

Cathy's seventeen and stuck in her bed
a plastic tube is how she gets fed
headaches, chronic pain
no cure, just hope and faith
But if you tell her life sucks, here's what she'll say
She'll say...

You gotta live your life like a three-legged dog
Don't be worryin' 'bout one less paw
just be happy with what you got
You gotta live your life like a three-legged dog

I'm gonna live my life like a three-legged dog
Ain't gonna worry 'bout one less paw
I'm gonna be happy with what I got
I'm gonna live my life like a three-legged dog
I'm gonna live my life like a three-legged dog