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Old Blue - Bob Gibson/Bob Camp
Written by:Trad
Had no dog and his name was Blue
Had no dog and his name was Blue
Had no dog and his name was Blue
I bet you five dollars
He's a good dog too
I'm crying her blue
You good dog yoo
Blue
You good dog yoo
Now
Blue chased a possum up a holler limb
Blue chased a possum up a holler limb
Blue chased a possum up a holler limb
Blue chased a possum up a hungry ring
I'm calling her blue
You good dog yoo
You are blue
You good dog yoo
My old Blue was a good old hound
You'd hear him holler miles around
You can hear him found like loud and clear
Sound like blue and tyrilled again
I'm calling her blue
You good dog yoo
You are blue
You good dog yoo
When old Blue died he died so hard
He shook the ground in my back yard
Like I hear too sting I blue
Let my hear tooo clown forget
I'm crying her blue
You good dog yoo
You are blue
You good dog yoo