My transcription from a recording at YouTube. The sound quality is very poor, so there could be some mistakes.


POOR OLD ROVER
As sung by Bing Crosby

I'll say farewell to an old, old friend who's been with me many years,
And I know when we have to say goodbye, my eyes will fill with tears.

Poor old Rover,
His rovin' days are over.
He can hardly get around,
The poor old hound.
He comes to me so faithfully.

Poor old Rover,
His hunting days are over.
Oh, it nearly breaks my heart
That we have to part.
He's followed me so faithfully.

There's a spot on the hill
That is peaceful and still,
Where I will place a slab of stone.
Up the hill though we must go,
But old Rover don't know
That I'll be comin' back all alone.

Poor old Rover,
Come on, let's get it over.
I've dug a grave that's deep
For your long, long sleep.
Rest peacefully, old Rover.

There's a spot on the hill
That is peaceful and still,
Where I will place a slab of stone.
Up the hill we gotta go,
But old Rover don't know
That I'll be comin' back all alone.

Poor old Rover,
I'll plant your grave with clover,
Then I'll kneel and say a prayer:
Let us meet up there.
Rest peacefully, old Rover.