Beatin’ on the Ding Dong Songtext
von Jim Reeves

Beatin′ on the ding-dong all day long
I go around just singing this song
I got a girl, maybe two or three
Beatin' on the ding-dong don′t bother me

Most folks worry when they have no dough
Can't feel good 'cause of feeling low
I don′t worry if I′m broke, no more
I ain't rich, so I must be poor

Beatin′ on the ding-dong don't mean a thing
Just some words that you can sing
Makes no difference if they′re right or wrong
Beating on the ding-dong all day long

Some are happy when they have big cars
To ride around and they puff cigars
Give me a rattle trap model T
I'm as happy as a chic could be


A house and a flea and a bunch of mice
Out in the barnyard shootin′ dice
The house grows cold and steps on a flea
The flea yells, "Fellas there's a house on me"

Beating on the ding-dong all day long
I go around just singing this song
I got a girl, maybe two or three
Beatin' on the ding-dong, don′t bother me

I stood with my girl on the porch last night
A huggin′ and a kissin' ′til it got daylight
Her pa said "Get him" and I had to dance
A bulldog had me by the seat of the pants

I don't have nothin′ to bother me
Happy as a possum in a lemon tree
If I had a wife, that'd work at all
I wouldn′t have work this coming fall

Beating on the ding-dong all day long
I go around just singing this song
I got a girl, maybe two or three
Beatin' on the ding-dong don't bother me

Beatin′ on the ding-dong don′t bother me