Ron Sexsmith - Saint Bernard Lyrics

There's a portrait on my wallA map of a friendConfer to where I callOn whom I can dependMy imaginary back doorI have a saint BernardOh my lordIn my big backyardLa la, la la laLa la, la la laDispatches from the poundI recieve in my dreamsBlack tears of white and brownThat's a rip on the schemeAnd life won't seem to hardIf I had a Saint BernardOh my LordIt wouldn't be so hardLa la, la la laLa la, la la laWho else is going to rescue me when I'm face down in the snow?No other dog looks a bit like meI'm feelingOr unwillingUnable to make the showIn my imaginary backyardThere's a flask around his neckA brandy for meSip on as I reflectOn your mortalityLike a four legged Minnie MaudI'm talking Saint BernardOn a fourHe's my minnie maudLa la, la la laLa la, la la laI'm talking Saint BernardLa la, la la laLa la, la la la