Little Brown Dog Songtext
von Judy Collins
Little Brown Dog Songtext
I buyed me a little dog, his color, it was brown
Taught him to whistle, to sing and dance and run
His legs, they were fourteen yards long
His ears, they were broad
′Round the world in half a day on him I could ride
Sing terry o' day
I buyed me a little bull, he was four inches high
Everybody feared him, whoever heard him cry
When he began to bellow, he made such melodious sound
That all the walls in London came tumblin′ to the ground
Sing terry o' day
Sing tattle a-day
I buyed me a flock of sheep, thought they were all wethers
Sometimes they yielded wool, sometimes yielded feathers
I know mine are the very best sheep for yield and increase
Every full and turn of the moon they bring forth lambs and geese
Sing terry o' day
Sing tattle a-day
I buyed me a little glass, colored it was green
In it were all the wonders man has ever seen
I put it in my pocket, tied up with a cloth
Cried and cried the day I found that it had been lost
Sing terry o′ day
Sing tattle a-day
I buyed me a little dog, his color, it was brown
Taught him to whistle, to sing and dance and run
His legs, they were fourteen yards long
His ears, they were broad
′Round the world in half a day on him I could ride
Sing terry o' day
Sing terry o′ day
Taught him to whistle, to sing and dance and run
His legs, they were fourteen yards long
His ears, they were broad
′Round the world in half a day on him I could ride
Sing terry o' day
I buyed me a little bull, he was four inches high
Everybody feared him, whoever heard him cry
When he began to bellow, he made such melodious sound
That all the walls in London came tumblin′ to the ground
Sing terry o' day
Sing tattle a-day
I buyed me a flock of sheep, thought they were all wethers
Sometimes they yielded wool, sometimes yielded feathers
I know mine are the very best sheep for yield and increase
Every full and turn of the moon they bring forth lambs and geese
Sing terry o' day
Sing tattle a-day
I buyed me a little glass, colored it was green
In it were all the wonders man has ever seen
I put it in my pocket, tied up with a cloth
Cried and cried the day I found that it had been lost
Sing terry o′ day
Sing tattle a-day
I buyed me a little dog, his color, it was brown
Taught him to whistle, to sing and dance and run
His legs, they were fourteen yards long
His ears, they were broad
′Round the world in half a day on him I could ride
Sing terry o' day
Sing terry o′ day
Writer(s): Traditional, Buddy Baker Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com