| Oh where, oh where
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| Has my little dog gone?
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| Oh where, oh where can he be?
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| With his ears cut short
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| And his tail cut long
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| Oh where, oh where can he be?
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| I think he went down
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| To the building site
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| To see what he could see
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| And in his mouth
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| Was a globe so bright
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| I wonder what could it be
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| Oh where, oh where
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| Has my little dog gone?
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| Oh where, oh where can he be?
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| With his ears cut short
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| And his tail cut long
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| Oh where, oh where can he be?
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| I last saw him by the bulldozer
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| Playing and running around
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| But I just can’t see him there anymore
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| He just can’t seem to be found
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| Perhaps the man over there will know
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| He may have seen him go by
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| Who knows where
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| He might have decided to go
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| But we’ve got to give it a try
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| Oh where, oh where
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| Has my little dog gone?
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| Oh where, oh where can he be?
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| With his tail cut long
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| Oh where, oh where can he be? |