Hank Snow - Old Rover |
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Old Rover
Hank Snow Arranged and recorded by Hank Snow Two little boys and an old family dog By the banks of a stream sat one day The boys decided old rover must die A nusance well out of the way The poor old fellow stood close by their side His fate he couldn't quite understand He reached out and licked at their hands With a wag of his tail and a half sobbing wail Remember I'm your best friend, boys Oh, no one could love you so true Though you may beat me and bang me today Tomorrow I'll play games with you I know I am old and quite in the way But life to me still holds a charm We'', I've only one favor to ask of you, boys Let me spend my last days on the farm With a rope, round his neck they were ready to tie His pleading seemed of no avail Just then one of the boys slipped and fell in the stream The other stood by, deadly pale No sight of old age or delay A loud cry for help and old rover plunged in And as he slowly swam back to the shore The waves dashing by in his face (Remember I'm your best friend, boys) (Oh, no one could love you so true) Though you may beat me and bang me today Tomorrow I'll play games with you I know I am old and quite in the way But life to me still holds a charm Well, I've only one favor to ask of you, boys Let me spend my last days on the farm |
