6 -6 -7 7 7 6 Been in dat jail house, -7 7 7 5 6 expectin' a fine, 8 8 -7 7 Looked through the door, 6 6 6 5 4 no friend could I find. Chorus: 7 8 9 8 7 It's no matter, 9 8 7 6 Lord, I know, 7 8 8 9 Sun gonna shine 9 8 7 -7 7 in my door some day. Standin' 'round here hungry, ain't got a dime, Look like my friends ought to come see me some time. Me and my buddy, got thick and thin. My buddy got away, but I got in. Lordy, Lordy, Lordy, Lord, Used to be your reg'lar, now I've got to be your dog.