Tony
Tony is a little dog,That lives just up our street.He really is the sweetest dogThat ever you could meet.When I go out he runs to me,And says, “What shall we play?At hide-and-seek, or fox and goose?”That's what he seems to say—
Tony is a little dog,That lives just up our street.He really is the sweetest dogThat ever you could meet.When I go out he runs to me,And says, “What shall we play?At hide-and-seek, or fox and goose?”That's what he seems to say—
Tony is a little dog,That lives just up our street.He really is the sweetest dogThat ever you could meet.
Tony is a little dog,
That lives just up our street.
He really is the sweetest dog
That ever you could meet.
When I go out he runs to me,And says, “What shall we play?At hide-and-seek, or fox and goose?”That's what he seems to say—
When I go out he runs to me,
And says, “What shall we play?
At hide-and-seek, or fox and goose?”
That's what he seems to say—
Sometimes we play at motor-cars,My! how I have to run!But Tony thinks That chasing catsIs quite the bestest fun!But if he bites poor Pussy's Tail,Then I am very strict;I make him sit up straight and begUntil his conscience's pricked.
Sometimes we play at motor-cars,My! how I have to run!But Tony thinks That chasing catsIs quite the bestest fun!But if he bites poor Pussy's Tail,Then I am very strict;I make him sit up straight and begUntil his conscience's pricked.
Sometimes we play at motor-cars,My! how I have to run!But Tony thinks That chasing catsIs quite the bestest fun!
Sometimes we play at motor-cars,
My! how I have to run!
But Tony thinks That chasing cats
Is quite the bestest fun!
But if he bites poor Pussy's Tail,Then I am very strict;I make him sit up straight and begUntil his conscience's pricked.
But if he bites poor Pussy's Tail,
Then I am very strict;
I make him sit up straight and beg
Until his conscience's pricked.