Empty Bowl Blues

I got those empty bowl blues . . .

Yeah, those empty bowl blues . . .

Standin' here with nothing to lose.

The Woman ate it all up . . .

I say, she ate it all up . . .

Got not a thought for this sad pup. 

Breakfast long past . . .

Oh Lord, breakfast long past . . .

Can't see how a poor dog can last.

Lunchtime's years away . . .

I say, lunchtime's years away . . .

Don't see how I'll make it through the day.

(Repeat first verse)