E                        A               E
Tige, you were faithful, faithful to the end
B                     A                E
Tige, how I miss you, you were my best friend.


                                                           A
Three years of army service done and I was heading home at last
                           E
I got to thinking ‘bout my dog and things long gone and past
B                                                            A
How old Tige pulled me from the creek when I had no pulse or breath
                         E 
How he saved me from the charging bull that gored my dad to death.



As a kid I’d dream of bears and tremble to my toes
A                                     E
Till old Tige’d come up to my bed and nudge me with his nose
            B
Then all my fears would melt away and Tige’d go lie down
                     A                           E
I’d drift on back to sleep without another sound.



The big bus stopped and I got off it was awful dark and thick with fog
     A                                           E
Then something gently nuzzled me and there stood Tige, my dog
  B
I wondered if my faithful dog had met the bus each day
                          A                          E
And all the dreary winter nights since I’d been away.



To have old Tige meet me here like this I was, I was really glad
                     A                                      E
‘Cos I hadn’t needed Tige so much since the day they buried dad
B
Two long miles lay ahead, but what I didn’t know
                            A                             E
A giant dam was being built where the old road used to go.



I thank the Lord for sending Tige and followed where he led
                                          A
Knowing well that without his help I’d be good as dead
     E                                   B
Tige inched away this way and that going rough and slow

And I could hear the water lapping at the ledges far below.


A                             E
Then through the mist I saw a light, and mother in her chair

And I reached down to pat old Tige, but he wasn’t there
             A                                       E
I’m thankful mom you had old Tige these three lonely years
                       B
I owe my life to him tonight I couldn’t help my tears.


                      A                                      E
You say you wrote me about the dam, well God was sure with us

I didn’t get your letter mom, but old Tige met the bus
  A                                  E
I hate to tell you son she said, but now you’ve got to know
         B                             A                     E
When you left it broke his heart; Tige died three years ago.