Going To New York
de Lacy Gibson
Had an old doggie and i called him blue
Listen, i'm gonna' tell you what blue could do
Well i grabbed my gun and i blowed my horn
I am goin' to catch a possum in the new ground corn
Old blue's got a possum up in a tree
Well i look up at him, and he looks at me
Well i grabbed my gun and i shot him down
And old blue picks up possum and he brings him around
Now old blue he's a fine old doggie
And i'm proud as a peacock he belonged to me
But when old blue died he died so old, so hard
I dug him a cold grave in my door yard
Well i dug blue's grave with a silver spade
And i lowered old blue down on a link of chain
Now when i get to heaven first thing i'll do
Gonna' grab my old bugle and call up blue
Come on blue, come on boy... i'm home
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