Literature
My Bible and my Dog
I was kid, lost to the wind.
I traveled on bare feet,
With these clothes on my back.
But even then I was totally happy.
Cause-
I got my Bible and my dog.
Walking down these streets,
Not knowing where I'd sleep.
But I did not care,
Because,
I got my Bible and my dog.
From home to home I went.
'Cause always I had to leave,
For they didn't accept what I had to bring.
They told me to toss them like the spring.
But I could not part, with that which I loved.
I got my Bible and my dog,
Protecting me from the devils thieves.
One guarding me with the Word of truth,
The other fending me from evil men.
I'm safe, that there's no do
