Sam The Dog
I don’t know why I didn’t cry,
When old Sam died,
But I guess I knew,
Though I’m sad and blue,
He wouldn’t want me to.
Seemed such a shame,
The dog’d had his day,
Left my world,
For a better place.
And now he’s gone,
And I’m all alone,
But I got his bone,
To suck and chew on.
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