American Old Time Song Lyrics: 10 Empty Is The Dog House

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Tune-" Cradle's Empty, Baby's Gone."

Once I owned a vellow dog. and his name was Towser Jenkins,
A butcher cut his tail off with a cleaver;
Towser had his trade-mark on all the cats in town,
And when he spotted one he'd never leave her.
He wore his legs off stumpy, chasing milk carts 'round the country,
But the little house is empty where we ties him;
A policeman spotted Towser, put some arsenic in his grub,
Empty is the dog-house, Towser's pizened.

He's gone to look for rats in the happy hunting grounds,
He died this morning while the sun was rising;
The fleas have all turned out to hunt up a new lunch route.
Empty is the dog-house, Towser's pizened.

oh! how that dog would grin, when a tramp would look at him.
He used to put bay windows in their breeches;
Wore the hair all off his ribs chasing cats around corn cribs,
Had bunions on his knees from jumping ditches.
on his nose he had two blisters, where the rats chewed off his whiskers,
When he was asleep they'd paralyze him; he's gene and dusted, and his chest-protector's busted,
Empty is the dog-house, Towser's pizened.

He has gone to hunt for liver, 'way acrossed the Swauee river.
No more in the sewer we'll baptize him;
No more he'll homeward sail with tin cans upon his tail,
Empty is the dog-house. Towser's pizened.
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