| Well, I had an old dog and his name was Blue
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| Had an old dog and his name was Blue
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| Had an old dog and his name was Blue
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| Betcha five dollars he’s a good dog too
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| Here old Blue
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| Good dog you
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| Well, I shouldered my axe and I tooted my horn
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| Went to find 'possum in the new-grown corn
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| Old Blue treed and I went to see
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| Blue had 'possum up a tall oak tree
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| Boy I roast’d 'possum, nice and brown
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| Sweet potatoes, n' all a-round
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| And to say, «Here old Blue, here boy
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| You can have some too»
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| Now, old Blue died and he died so hard
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| Made a big dent in my back yard
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| Dug his grave with a silver spade
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| Lowered him down with a link of chain
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| Every link I did call his name
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| Singing, «Here old Blue
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| Good dog you»
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| Now, when I get to heaven
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| First thing I’ll do when I get to heaven
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| First thing 'awm do when I get to heaven
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| First thing I’ll do, pull out my horn and call old Blue
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| I’ll say, «Here old Blue come on dog
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| Good dog you»
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| I’ll say, «Here Blue»
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| I’m a coming there too
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| Down boy good dog" |