As I was a-walking one morning for pleasure,
I passed by the pet shop as I made my way,
I spied a young dachshund, I would have walked onward,
But deep in my heart I could hear a voice say.

Whoop-i-tee I O, git a long little doggy,
A poor young dachshund and give him a home,
Whoop-i-tee I O, you don't want them corgies,
Git a long little doggy, and give him a bone.

Oooooooh

I looked at that long-wheelbased dog in the window,
I heard that mysterious voice in my ear,
"Forget them alsatians and setters and wolfhounds,"
It said, "You don't need all them big bastards dear."

Whoop-i-tee I O, git a long little doggy,
A poor young dachshund and take him back home,
Whoop-i-tee I O, you don't want them corgies,
Git a long little doggy, and give him a bone.

Oooooooh

You need a pal what has plenty of headroom,
A friend with a tail away from its nose,
I walked down the shop, and I did as requested,
Said clearly, and firmly, "I'll have one of those."

Whoop-i-tee I O, git a long little doggy,
A poor young dachshund and take him back home,
Whoop-i-tee I O, you don't want them corgies,
Git a long little doggy, and give him a bone.

Whoop-i-tee I O, git a long little doggy,
A poor young dachshund and take him back home,
Whoop-i-tee I O, you don't want them corgies,
Git a long little doggy, and give him a bone.

Oooooooh, Oooooooooh, Arf!

The Ooooooooh and Arf bits are my not-too-brilliant representation of JT's performance, you'd have to hear it to get the flavour.