[Music] Isaiah Johnson – Big Dog ft Cynthia Erivo

American singer-songwriter and performer, Isaiah Johnson, introduces a highly anticipated track titled "Big Dog".

The song "Big Dog" is an absolute gem that showcases Isaiah Johnson's exceptional talent as both a songwriter and composer. Released in 2016, this captivating song is a must-listen for music enthusiasts of all genres.

This remarkable record is featured on the critically acclaimed project, "The Color Purple (New Broadway Cast Recording)".

Moreover, "Big Dog" boasts a sensational collaboration with the award-winning superstar, Cynthia Erivo, who delivers an unforgettable verse that adds an extra layer of brilliance to the track.

In conclusion, Isaiah Johnson enlisted the expertise of renowned producers Frank Filipetti, Stephen Bray, Scott Sanders, Van Dean, Roy Furman, Jhett Tolentino and Joan Raffe to bring "Big Dog" to life, resulting in a mesmerizing musical experience that will leave listeners craving for more.

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Isaiah Johnson Big Dog Lyrics:
There's my field
There's my cattle
And there's my men

He want his ham hocks hot
And his lemonade cold
Don't want to hear no lip
Just do what you told

Pluck them chickens
Scrub them pots and pans
You gonna turn that butter 'til it cramp your hands
If you think hard work been doggin' you before
Huh! Get ready for the big dog

This my house!
Fix that broken window
'Fore the rain come in
You got to kill that rat
With this here rollin' pin
Mop this floor
Pick up all this mess
You know that cleanliness
Next to godliness
If you think hard work been doggin' you before
Get ready for the big dog
Huh!

Nettie, go to the schoolhouse (sweep this barn, milk that cow)
Get a college degree (water from the well, fields to plow)
Nettie teching the children (brush my horse, feed that pig)
To spell Tennessee (Tree to chop, ditch to dig)
(Fetch them eggs, pitch that hay)
Won't be time for no garden (patch on the fence so the billy don't stray)
No birds gonna sing (pull those turnips, hose those greens)
Won't be time for my reading (feed the baby goats 'til the last one weans)

Get ready for the big dog
Work!
Huh!

Harpo, I done told you 'bout this
Get my belt
I'ma beat you clean to death, boy
No! Pa!
Come here!

When I lay me down to sleep
I will say my prayer

You spill your food on the floor
You oughta eat it off the floor

That God love me so deep (You little pig)
He will promise our souls
To keep together

Bedroom's upstairs

I'll say a prayer

He like his bath real hot
Like it 'bout to boil
You got to rub his feet
With some liniment oil
Shave his whiskers
Hope it's understood
That you best not cut him
Or he beat you good
If you think hard work been dogging you before
Get ready for the big dog
Huh!