From the recording Rockets Got Tricks
Rocket’s Runnin’ Wild was written a year ago as a lighthearted snapshot of everyday life with a dog who never stopped moving. From sneaking into the trash to patrolling the waterfront in search of adventure, Rocket was all curiosity, loyalty, and joy.
The song captures the small moments that become everything later on — a dog who didn’t want to fight, only to sniff, explore, and find his people. It’s playful, warm, and full of motion, just like Rocket was.
Sometimes songs grow more meaning with time. This one did. We lost him yesterday 1/8/26
Lyrics
(Verse 1)
From under my desk, sneakin’ real slow,
Rocket’s on a mission, got nowhere to go.
Diving in the trash, diggin’ for gold,
If I catch him now, oh, the fear takes hold!
(Pre-Chorus)
Oh, but sometimes he wins,
Struttin’ like a king,
Tail up high like, "Yeah, I did my thing!"
I see it in his eyes, oh, he knows,
This little rascal’s got tricks to show!
(Chorus)
Rocket’s runnin’ wild, breakin’ free,
If I’m not home, he comes lookin’ for me.
Down to the waterfront, on the prowl,
Chasin’ them cats with a friendly growl.
He don’t wanna fight, just sniff and see,
Rocket’s got a heart as big as the sea!
(Verse 2)
Perched on the couch, watchin’ the street,
Every little movement got him up on his feet.
A squirrel runs by, oh, he's on the case,
But when I walk in, he’s back in his place.
(Pre-Chorus)
Oh, but sometimes he wins,
Struttin’ like a king,
Tail up high like, "Yeah, I did my thing!"
I see it in his eyes, oh, he knows,
This little rascal’s got tricks to show!
(Chorus)
Rocket’s runnin’ wild, breakin’ free,
If I’m not home, he comes lookin’ for me.
Down to the waterfront, on the prowl,
Chasin’ them cats with a friendly growl.
He don’t wanna fight, just sniff and see,
Rocket’s got a heart as big as the sea!
(Bridge)
Oh, late at night, when the world gets still,
Rocket’s curled up, dreamin’ for the thrill.
Sienna's his pillow, my face is his bed,
This little pup, runnin’ wild in his head.
(Outro)
So here’s to Rocket, my sneaky friend,
Stealin’ my trash ‘til the very end.
But I wouldn't trade him, no, not a bit,
My little escape artist, my partner in mischief!
Rocket’s runnin’ wild, yeah, Rocket’s runnin’ free,
Ain’t no other pup quite like he!