Sir Frederick Blue
(The Sheepdog Song)
Copyright 2008 Lindsey Montana

Sir Frederick Blue, he'd be good to you
He'd always do what you wanted to
Stay inside or take a ride
As long as you were by his side

You lucky girl, to have a friend
Who always had an ear to lend
A head to pat, a paw to hold
Warm refuge in winter's cold

Somewhere, far away
Sometime, yesterday
Somehow, a spirit grew
Forever true, Sir Frederick Blue

He'd let me hang around with him
We'd go to town just on a whim
Making friends wherever we'd go
At barbecues and Jerry shows

One ear black, the other white
When we'd see dogs, he'd want to fight
Bred to guide and oversee
He'd do the same for you and me

Somewhere, far away
Sometime, yesterday
Somehow, a spirit grew
Forever true, Sir Frederick Blue

There came a day as time went by
A different look in Freddie's eye
We knew then what we had to do
An act of love for Frederick Blue

Somewhere, far away
Sometime, yesterday
Somehow, a spirit grew
Forever true, Sir Frederick Blue