Three Legged Dog

Every step is labored Every sprint's a jog But I still say that fortune favors The three-legged dog Leaning on one forepaw Two firm feet behind Got himself a sense of balance Most folk never find Had to fall a few times When it first was gone But he got up and he got up and Man, he's walking on And he ain't fast But he ain't frail And he don't waste his days Chasing his tail He's walking on Barking at the weather Hopping up to beg Doesn't spend a moment asking "Where'd they put my leg?" All the field critters That he loves to chase They outrun him - he don't mind, 'cause He ain't in a race And he ain't fast But he ain't frail And he don't waste his days Chasing his tail He's walking on We live beyond our losses We count more than our faults If you've got three when they've got four If you've got less when they've got more If you've got three when they've got four Everything's a waltz