Let a Sleeping Dog Lie Bubba Patrick — Porch Wisdom with Bubba & Trigger [Intro — Martin guitar and swinging piano] [Spoken] Well, look at that. Trigger’s asleep. House is quiet. Everything’s done. I ought to be able to handle this. [Verse 1] You were stretched beside the rocker, Had your paws up in the air. Little twitching in your whiskers, Chasing squirrels somewhere. I had coffee on the table, Had a breeze across my face. Nothing needed my attention— So I went to find a case. [Verse 2] Started looking at the hedges, Thought the left one leaned a bit. Then I noticed how the porch rug Wasn’t quite where it should sit. Moved a flowerpot six inches, Moved it halfway back again. You rolled over, sighed real heavy, Like, “Here goes this man again.” [Chorus] Let a sleeping dog lie, Let the porch swing sway. You ain’t got to find a problem Every peaceful Saturday. If the roof ain’t leaking, You can leave that ladder dry. Pull your chair up in the shade, Let a sleeping dog lie. [Verse 3] I said, “Heather, does that picture Look a little low to you?” She said, “It’s been there since last summer.” I said, “Well, that could be true.” Then I reached behind the sofa For a screw I thought I’d dropped. Found a dime, three pens, a dog toy— Had to wonder where to stop. [Spoken] Trigger, have you seen my tape measure? [Pause] Never mind. You’re apparently off today. [Verse 4] When I came back through the doorway, You had claimed my patch of shade. Had your chin across my slipper, Looking thoroughly well paid. So I sat down right beside you, Left the hedge and rug alone. Heard a bird up in the maple That I hadn’t noticed going on. [Chorus] Let a sleeping dog lie, Let the porch swing sway. You ain’t got to find a problem Every peaceful Saturday. If the roof ain’t leaking, You can leave that ladder dry. Pull your chair up in the shade, Let a sleeping dog lie. [Instrumental — Harmonica solo, fiddle answers] [Bridge] There’ll be work enough on Monday, And I’ll do what needs to be. But that picture’s hanging safely, And that hedge can lean like me. There’s a chair that fits me nicely, There’s a dog beside my shoe. I can spend a little afternoon Without improving the view. [Verse 5] Heather brought her coffee outside, Asked, “What are you doing now?” I said, “Practicing sitting.” She said, “Well, let me show you how.” We watched a couple clouds go drifting, Let the conversation rest. You woke up to check our progress, Then approved another stretch. [Final Chorus] Let a sleeping dog lie, Let the porch swing sway. Leave a little room for nothing In the middle of your day. Got my wife here beside me, Got some blue up in the sky. Think I’ll stay here in this chair, Let a sleeping dog lie. [Tag] That old rug can sit there crooked, That old hedge will get by. We’re having us a fine afternoon— Let a sleeping dog lie. [Outro — Music softens] [Spoken] Well, that’s nice. Might close my eyes a minute myself. [Pause] Heather… Was that the ice cream truck? [Quick piano run and full-band finish]
