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
From The Byrds "The Ballad Of Easy Rider"
Columbia Records 1969
Roger McGuinn 12 string
Clarence White guitar
Gene Parsons drums
John York bass