Time for that great old song, "I'll Give You a Dachsie a Day, Dear"

A Dachsie a Day

He remembers the first time he met her
He remembers the first thing she said
He remembers the first time he sniffed her behind
And the night they sneaked under Dad's bed

He remembers her sweet way of waggin' her tail
Sayin' "Honey, has somethin' gone wrong?"
He remembers the fun knockin' garbage cans over
And the reason he wrote her this song

I'll give you a Dachsie a day, dear
I'll give you a Dachsie a day
I'll love you until the rivers run still
And the four winds we know blow away

They would trot down the street in the evenin'
And for years I would see them go by
And their love that was more than the dog tags they wore
Could be seen in the gleam of their eyes

As a kid they would take me grave robbin'
And I loved to go taggin' along
We'd find road kill to roll in and shit to disturb
And the old dog would sing her his song

I'll give you a Dachsie a day, dear
I'll give you a Dachsie a day
I'll love you until the rivers run still
And the four winds we know blow away

Now he walks down the street in the evenin'
And he stops by the old butcher store
And I somehow believe he's believin'
That they're sharin' a sausage once more

For he feels like she's walkin' beside him
And he smiles at the things she might say
Then the old dog walks up to the hydrant and pees
And he gives her a Dachsie a day

I'll give you a Dachsie a day, dear
I'll give you a Dachsie a day
I'll love you until the rivers run still
And the four winds we know blow away


Oh, and here's the human version:

A Daisy A Day