He was in some puppy's, a lady was giving away
at the horse sale at OKC West;
but, he hopped right up in Clayton's arms,
so, you could forget about all the rest.
I told him he could find a better pup,
but, he sad "No, Dad, I want this one.
I'll take care of him, Dad, I promise I will;
me and him will have so much fun."
One promise he kept about the pup,
they would play for hours on end,
and maybe he was just a mutt,
but, to Clayton, he was his friend.
He named him Tucker, after a Louie L'Amour book.
He was just happy to have him around.
He got a lot bigger as time went by
and I said he looked like a hound.
A boy and his dog have such a special bond,
and they loved each other no end.
Then, Clayton was taken in the blink of an eye
and Tucker had lost his best friend.
He just didn't seem to understand
why his buddy had gone away,
he'd go every night and look in his room,
and there by his bed he would lay.
As the years went by and his memory dimmed,
then, Clayton's Mom became his life.
Maybe, it was the family resemblance,
that he seemed to see in my wife.
He's old now and nearly deaf.
He outlived Clayton by ten long years.
He looks in the darkness and barks at night,
I wonder what it is that he hears.
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We know now that his time is short,
he'll go to join his buddy again;
once more they will play for hours and hours
a boy, his dog, his best friend. -Lee Jones