Mickey
(lyrics by Kate Richmond)

In a small black house by the railroad track
He lives alone and nobody minds him
I've never seen him free
When I'm out about he'll be there
Dead tree and a rusty chain
He lunges at me growling
I circle wide around, teeth gnashing, drooling, angry
And what makes one dog worth more than another?
A list of answers unfortunately.
And will he always be so unhappy?
Green meadows of childhood, those sweet green meadows of childhood.
Who can blame him?
Now I don't know what it's like to be really cold
But I do know what it's like to be tied to a pole.
When I see him I cry
And as I walk away I set him free in my mind.