Had an old dog and his name was Blue.
Had an old dog and his name was Blue…
Betcha five dollars he’s a good dog too…
“Here old Blue”
“Good dog you”
Well, I shouldered my axe and I tooted my horn,
Went to find ‘possum in the new-grown corn.
Old Blue treed and I went to see,
Blue had ‘possum up a tall oak tree.
Mmm, boy I roast’d ‘possum, nice and brown,
Sweet po-ta-toes, n’ all a-round…
And to say “Here old Blue (here-boy)
You can have some too”
Now, Old Blue died and he died so hard,
Made a big dent in my back-yard.
Dug his grave with a silver spade,
Lowered him down with a link of chain.
Ev-er-y link I did call his name…
Singing: Here old…Blue-ue…
“Good dog you”
Now, when I get to heaven, first thing I’ll do.
When I get to heaven, first thing ‘awm do.
When I get to heaven first thing I’ll do,
Pull out my horn and call old Blue…
I’ll say, “Here Old Blue come-on dog”
“Good dog you.”
I’ll say, “Here Blue-e”
“I’m a coming there too”
“Down boy… good dog”
