Traditional I had an old dog and his name was Blue, Betcha five dollars he's a good dog too. Every night just about good dark, Blue goes out and begins to bark Here old Blue, you're a good dog you. Here old Blue, you're a good dog you.
Blue chased a possum up a 'simmon tree, Barked at the possum and grinned at me. Chased that possum way out on a limb, Blue sat down and he talked to him Here old Blue, you're a good dog you. Here old Blue, you're a good dog you.
Blue got sick, he got mighty sick, Called for the doctor to come right quick. The4 doctor come and he come in a run, But he said old Blue your huntin's done. Here old Blue, you're a good dog you. Here old Blue, you're a good dog you.
Old Blue died and he died so hard, He shook the ground in my back yard. I dug his grave with a silver spade, And lowered him down with a length of chain. Here old Blue, you're a good dog you. Here old Blue, you're a good dog you.
There's just one thing that troubles my mind, Blue went to heaven and left me behind. When I get to heaven, first thing I'll do, Is get my horn and call for Blue. Here old Blue, you're a good dog you. Here old Blue, you're a good dog you.
Compositor: Staines Bill (Bill Staines) ECAD: Obra #5400243