Lyrics Master & a Hound - Gregory Alan Isakov

Where were you when I was still kind?
Just a water-treader waiting on the line
Just a dry gin drinker, master and a hound
Turned a circus-swinger, look, he′s coming down
Down
Can you shake it up
Just once for me
Your little globe
Just so we can see
The snow blowing 'round your hands
And the wing-nut turned
The song that we both know
Sent us flying ′round the carnival
You can throw all your lucky coins on me
On me