Walking the dawg

 

 

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That’s right.

 

 

Baby’s back, dressed in black. Silver buttons all down her back.

High, low, tipsy toe. She broke the needle and now she don’t sew.

 

Walking the dog, Walking the dog.

If you don't know how to do it, baby, I'll show you how to walk the dog.

 

I asked her mama for fifteen cents, to watch the mother jump the fence.

She jumped so high, touched the sky, did not get back 'til the fourth of July.

 

 

Gitarr, vers + Refr

 

Mary, Mary, crack and tray. How does your garden grow?

With silver bells, yes, and a little bit of white shells and pretty maids all in a row.

 

 

If you don't know how to do it, baby, I'll show you how to walk the dog.