| Late one cold and stormy night I heard a dog a-barkin'
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| Then I thought I heard somebody at my door a-knockin'
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| I wondered who could be outside in such an awful storm
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| Then I saw a little girl with a puppy in her arms
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| Before I could say a word she said, «my name is Sandy
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| And this here is my puppy dog, its name is little Andy»
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| Standing in the bitter cold in just a ragged dress
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| Then I asked her to come in and this is what she said
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| «Ain't ya got no gingerbread? |
| Ain’t ya got no candy?
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| Ain’t you got an extra bed for me and little Andy?
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| Patty cake and bakersman, my mommy ran away again
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| And we was all alone and didn’t know what else to do
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| I wonder if you’ll let us stay with you?»
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| Giddy up trotty horse, going to the mill
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| Can we stay all night?
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| If you don’t love us no one will
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| I promise we won’t cry
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| London Bridge is falling down
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| My daddy’s drunk again in town
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| And we was all alone and didn’t what we could do
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| We wondered if you’d let us stay with you?
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| She was just a little girl, not more than six or seven
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| But that night as they slept the angels took them both to heaven
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| God knew little Andy would be lonesome with her gone
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| Now Sandy and her puppy dog won’t ever be alone
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| «Ain't ya got no gingerbread? |
| Ain’t ya got no candy?
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| Ain’t you got an extra bed for me and little Andy?» |