

(hm-mmm) Two black-and-white collies down in the yard
One is a bully,
pushing too
hard
Little sister cowers, nowhere to run
But the shadow is shifting under the sun
Then comes my black Lab mix bounding on in
Standing his ground where the troubles begin
Big heavy paws and a heart made of gold
Keeping the peace like the stories of old
(yeah, keeping the peace)
My aunt looks on
as the dynamic clears
No more growling,
no more fears Just a big black coat standing guard in between
The bravest protector she's ever seen
With my black Lab mix bounding on in
Standing his ground where the troubles begin
Big heavy paws and a heart made of gold
Keeping the peace like the stories of old
(keeping the peace,
oh yeah)
Good boy,
standing guard
Quiet night in
the backyard