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RALPH TO ROSE
(Lou and Peter Berryman)

Let me introduce my terrier:
Rosie is the little dog's name.
Comin' from her dog perspective,
Ev'rybody look the same.
You could be a carefree vagabond,
Ramblin' in your raggedy clothes --
You could be the Queen of England --
Ev'rybody's Ralph to Rose.

She goes: Ralph! Ralph! Ralph! to ev'ryone.
Ralph! Ralph! Ralph! she goes.
You could be Ann or you could be Dan
But ev'rybody's Ralph to Rose.

Thinkin' Rose would like some company,
I brought her home a puppy one night:
A large amalgamation called Izzy,
Approximately twice her height.
Rose approached the new dog gingerly,
Sniffin' at her sizable nose.
I introduced the dog as Izzie,
But ev'rybody's Ralph to Rose.

She goes: Ralph! Ralph! Ralph! to Isabel.
Ralph! Ralph! Ralph! she goes.
She coulda been Mike, she coulda been Spike,
But ev'rybody's Ralph to Rose.

Now, coincident'lly, Isabel
Has her own vernacular too
And, along the lines of Rosie,
She has a pseudonym for you.
Though you be Pierre or Pamela,
A Mr. or a Miss or a Ms.,
A neighbor or a bug-eyed Martian --
Ev'rybody's Ruth to Iz.

She goes: Ruth! Ruth! Ruth! to ev'ryone.
Ruth! Ruth! Ruth! she goes.
You could be Cher or Smokey the Bear
Or you could be a dog named Rose.

As around this world I hesitate,
Wary of the people in charge,
When I think of Iz and Rosie,
They never seem to loom so large.
The multi-billionaire of industry,
The powerful political whiz
Is just another Ralph to Rosie
And just another Ruth to Iz

Because Ruth! Ruth! Ruth! goes Isabel.
Ralph! Ralph! Rose declares.
You could be swank and own your own bank;
Tell it to a dog who cares!