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The Byrds Fido written by John York
Fido stayed all night, he would not go home I asked him to leave, I said I do not have a bone I was feelin' lonesome sittin' by the phone wide awake stayin' up late wishin' I was home You were on the outside talking to some chick I was on the inside feelin' mighty sick Sleep is I wanted, you know what I got wide awake stayin' up late wishin' I was not
SOLO
Dogs had it made layin' 'round in the shade Never had to worry about get there on time I can't help but wonder what was on your mind Riding round in the pouring rain, havin' a heck of time Livin' may be easy, dyin' may be hard But I'm wide awake stayin' up late sendin' my regards
Columbia Records 1969
Roger McGuinn 12 string Clarence White guitar Gene Parsons drums John York bass
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