When I Was A Little Boy

As sung by Mr. John Mullins, Springfield, Missouri on May 22, 1960

When I was a little boy
Just as fat as I could be
Trup-a-leery, fa-dum-day
When I's a little boy
Just as fat as I could be
Settin' by th roadside
Just for t' see
Sing, trup-a-leery, fa-dum-day
Trup-a-leery, fa-dum-day

As I sit there
A giant came by
Trup-a-leery, fa-dum-day
As I sit there a giant came by
Feet in th road
An' his head in th sky
Sing, trup-a-leery, fa-dum-day
Trup-a-leery, fa-dum-day

Well, he thought he'd scare me
Just for fun
Trup-a-leery, fa-dum-day
He tried t' scare me
Just for fun
Called my little dog
An' put 'im on th run
Sing, trup-a-leery, fa-dum-day
Trup-a-leery, fa-dum-day

Well, had a little dog
An' his color was done
Trup-a-leery, fa-dum-day
Had a little dog
An' his color was done
He had short legs
But he sure could run
Singin', trup-a-leery, fa-dum-day
Trup-a-leery, fa-dum-day

When ever I traveled
I stirred up a fog
Trup-a-leery, fa-dum-day
Werever I traveled
I stirred up a fog
An' right on my heels
There'd be my little dog
Sing, trup-a-leery, fa-dum-day
Trup-a-leery, fa-dum-day

Well, I won a little hen
At th country fair
Trup-a-leery, fa-dum-day
Won a little hen
At th county fair
Set 'er on a nest
An' she hatched out a hare
Sing, trup-a-leery, fa-dum-day
Trup-a-leery, fa-dum-day

Hare grew up to be a mule
Sixteen hands high
Trup-a-leery, fa-dum-day
Hare grew up to be a mule
Sixteen hands high
An' th man beats that
Gonna have to tell a lie
Singin', trup-a-leery, fa-dum-day
Trup-a-leery, fa-dum-day