Black Dog

She went running Paper ticket in hand A pair of iron wings Took her to another land Took her to another land Oh, there's a thick fog hanging Oh, there's a black dog howling In my garden He went running Green bottle in hand Slumped in his kitchen Took him to another land Took him to another land Oh, there's a thick fog hanging Oh, there's a black dog howling In my garden I went running From faith and fear But it came coming Did you think I wouldn't find you here? Did you think I wouldn't find you here? You silly little girl You silly little girl You silly little girl