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Lyr Req: The Little Dog under the Wagon

11 Nov 98 - 03:18 PM (#44995)
Subject: needlyrics for The Little Dog Under the Wagon
From: adoleh@flash.net

My dad is trying to remember the words to a song his mother used to sing when he was a child (1930s). He thinks the title is The Little Dog Under the Wagon. Please help.


11 Nov 98 - 06:47 PM (#45025)
Subject: RE: needlyrics for The Little Dog Under the Wagon
From: Allan S

Some how I recall a song about a dog and a wagon it was Australian as the last verse had to do with "and the dog shat in the tucker box. Tucker being Australian for food


12 Nov 98 - 12:22 AM (#45059)
Subject: RE: needlyrics for The Little Dog Under the Wagon
From: Barbara

THAT'S "Nine Miles From Gundagai" and is in the database. It doesn't sound much like a little dog under a wagon, but who knows? What do you say, adoleh?


02 Aug 00 - 06:48 PM (#270621)
Subject: Nine miles from Gundagai
From: GUEST,gina@lefauxmusic.fsnet.co.uk


11 May 05 - 10:22 PM (#1482942)
Subject: Lyr Add: THE LITTLE DOG UNDER THE WAGON
From: Jim Dixon

Copied from http://www.foundation.bw/TheLittleDogUnderTheWagon.pdf, where it is called a poem, not a song.

THE LITTLE DOG UNDER THE WAGON

"Come, Wife," said good old Farmer Gray,
"Put on your coat. 'Tis market day,
And we'll be off to the nearest town,
Be there and back ere the sun goes down.
"But Spot, we'll leave old Spot behind."
But Spottie barked and Spottie whined
And soon made up his doggie mind
To follow under the wagon.

Away they went at a good round pace
And joy flew into the farmer's face.
"Old Spot," he said, "Would have liked to come,
But I'm awfully glad I left him home.
"He'll guard the house and guard the lot and
Keep the cattle out of the cotton."
"I'm not so sure of that," thought Spot,
The little dog under the wagon.

The farmer all his produce sold
And was paid back in yellow gold.
They started homeward after dark,
Home through the lonely forest. – Hark!
A robber sprang from around a tree.
"Your money or else your life!" said he.
The moon was up, but he did not see
The little dog under the wagon.

But Spotty uttered not a sound*
And quickly caught the thief behind,
Dragged him down in the mire and dirt.
He tore his coat and he tore his shirt.
The robber uttered not a sound
While his hands and feet the farmer bound.
[missing line]
And tumbled him into the wagon.

Now Spotty saved the farmer's life,
The farmer's money, the farmer's wife;
And now a hero grand and gay,
A silver collar he wears today.
Among his friends, among his foes,
And every where the farmer goes,
He follows on his little toes,
The little dog under the wagon.

[* Another version found here has "Spot nor barked nor Spot nor whined" which at least rhymes.]

Windy Hill Books is offering a children's book called THE LITTLE DOG UNDER THE WAGON by Peggy Polsky Dodge, 1946. The description seems to match the above poem.


21 Jun 06 - 09:50 PM (#1766120)
Subject: The Little Dog under the Wagon
From: GUEST,Perkie

Here is how my mother sang it to me:

"Come, wife", said Good Old Farmer Gray,
"Put on your things, its market day.
"Let us be off and go to town,
"Returning ere the sun goes down.

"Spot knows we'll leave Old Spot behind."
And Spot, he barked and Spot, he whined.
He soon made up his doggy mind
To steal away under the wagon.
He soon made up his doggy mind
To steal away under the wagon.

They started off at a good round pace,
And joy came to the farmer's face.
"Old Spot", he said, "did want to come
"But I am glad he's left at home.

"He'll guard the barn and watch the cot*
"And keep the cows out of the lot."
"I'm not so sure of that", growled Spot,
The little dog under the wagon.
"I'm not so sure of that", growled Spot,
The little dog under the wagon.

The farmer, all his wares had sold,
And got his pay in yellow gold,
And so returning after dark,
Home through the lonely forest. Hark!

A tramp sprang out from behind a tree,
"Your gold or else your life", said he.
The moon shone bright but he did not see
The little dog under the wagon.
The moon shone bright but he did not see
The little dog under the wagon.

So Spot, he saved the farmer's life,
The farmer's gold, the farmer's wife,
And so a hero, grand and gay,
A silver collar he wears today.

And everywhere his master goes,
Among his friends, among his foes,
Spot follows upon his horny toes,
The little dog under the wagon.
Spot follows upon his horny toes,
The little dog under the wagon.

Line breaks added --JoeClone


21 Jun 06 - 09:53 PM (#1766129)
Subject: : The Little Dog under the Wagon - oops
From: GUEST,Perkie

Sorry I didn't do the spacing right, or proof read well enough.

*cot = cottage


05 Mar 08 - 09:06 PM (#2280784)
Subject: RE: Lyr Req: The Little Dog under the Wagon
From: GUEST,wriderup


06 Mar 08 - 09:54 PM (#2281771)
Subject: Lyr Add: THE LITTLE DOG UNDER THE WAGON
From: Jim Dixon

I found another copy in The Scrap-book: It Being a Thousand Gems of Prose and Poetry by Edward Louis Colen Ward, 1899. I have boldfaced the words that are different from the version I posted before. I think this version is better.

THE LITTLE DOG UNDER THE WAGON.

"COME, wife," said good old farmer Gray,
"Put on your things, 'tis market day—
And we'll be off to the nearest town,
There and back ere the sun goes down,
Spot? No, we'll leave old Spot behind.
But Spot he barked and Spot he whined,
And soon made up his doggish mind
To follow under the wagon.

Away they went at a good round pace,
And joy came into the farmer's face;
"Poor Spot," said he, "did want to come,
But I'm awful glad he's left at home;
He'll guard the barn, and guard the cot,
And keep the cattle out of the lot."
"I'm not sure of that," thought Spot,
The little dog under the wagon.

The farmer all his produce sold,
And got his pay in yellow gold,
They started homeward after dark,
Home through the lonely forest. Hark!
A robber springs from behind a tree—
"Your money or else your life," said he;
The moon was up, but he didn't see
The little dog under the wagon.

Spot ne'er barked, and Spot ne'er whined,
But quickly caught the thief behind;
He dragged him down in the mire and dirt,
And tore his coat and tore his shirt,
Then held him fast on the miry ground;
The robber uttered not a sound—
While his hands and feet the farmer bound,
And tumbled him into the wagon.

So Spot he saved the farmer's life,
The farmer's money; the farmer's wife;
And now a hero grand and gay,
A silver collar he wears to-day;
Among his friends, among his foes,
And everywhere his master goes,
He follows on his horny toes,
The little dog under the wagon.


07 Mar 08 - 11:55 AM (#2282162)
Subject: RE: Lyr Req: The Little Dog under the Wagon
From: Waddon Pete

The power of Mudcat strikes again!

Tune anyone?

Best wishes,

Peter


07 Mar 08 - 07:33 PM (#2282536)
Subject: RE: Lyr Req: The Little Dog under the Wagon
From: Q (Frank Staplin)

Hear the midi here:
Dear Old Illinois

Folk versions in several collections. A favorite c. 1900-1910.
This Illinois song collection is well-worth book-marking.


07 Mar 08 - 07:38 PM (#2282538)
Subject: RE: Lyr Req: The Little Dog under the Wagon
From: Q (Frank Staplin)

With the title, "Spot, the Little Dog Under the Wagon," here are lyrics from 1874 (MS, no source).
Vermont


08 Mar 08 - 05:30 PM (#2283205)
Subject: RE: Lyr Req: The Little Dog under the Wagon
From: Waddon Pete

Q

You are a star!

Best wishes,

Peter


08 Mar 08 - 06:20 PM (#2283236)
Subject: RE: Lyr Req: The Little Dog under the Wagon
From: Q (Frank Staplin)

Haen't found sheet music, but I suspect it's out there.


16 Apr 09 - 10:16 AM (#2612379)
Subject: RE: Lyr Req: The Little Dog under the Wagon
From: GUEST,Sue

I woke up this morning thinking about the poem my grandfather used to recite for me when I was a litle child, The Little Dog Under The Wagon. I typed it in to search and was delighted to find your thread. Thanks to all who contributed! It brought tears to my eyes!


25 Apr 09 - 07:51 AM (#2618419)
Subject: RE: Lyr Req: The Little Dog under the Wagon
From: GUEST,Wayne

This was sung to me when I was a child (I'm 63 yrs old now) by a man who befriended the family. This became an on-demand request when we saw him. It was told as "The Dog Under the Wagon", not "little Dog Under the Wagon". Recently, I played an old Ry Cooder album, and while I listened to the tune, "Borderline", I recognized it immediately as how the Dog song was sung to me. That is as close to the music score as anyone can get, at least my version.


08 Jul 10 - 09:08 PM (#2942109)
Subject: RE: Lyr Req: The Little Dog under the Wagon
From: GUEST,Merry Anne

I remember being sung that song when I was little. I sang to my children, my mother learned it from her mom who died in 1985 at 100 years old. I will be eager to hear from you as to whether this matches his memories. There are a few songs I remember as a child that are no longer, or maybe never were, popular.


This is as I remember. I don't think I have it exactly right either. Maybe we can put our two together and get it all.

"Come good wife," said farmer Grey
"Let us be up tis market day
Let us be up and go to town
Returning ere the sun goes down."

The little dog under the wagon

They started off at a good round pace
A smile came to the farmer's face
"Poor Spot," said he "he wanted to come,                   This is where I am not sure
But, now I'm glad he's left at home."                                 I doubt that these 2 lines are
                                                                                        repeated in the 2 stanzas.
The little dog under the wagon

"Poor Spot," said he, "he wanted to come,
But, now I'm glad he's left at home
To mind the sheep and tend the flock
And keep the wolves out of the lock."

The little dog under the wagon

They started homeward through the dark
Through the dreary forest dark
A tramp jumped out from behind the tree
Your gold or else your life said he

The little dog under the wagon

And Spot he growled and Spot he whined
And he jumped that tramp from behind
He tore his coat and he tore his shirt
And he pinned him down in the mire and dirt

The little dog under the wagon

And now old Spot is grand and brave
A bright new color he wears each day
And where the master goes there goes
The little dog under the wagon.

The little dog under the wagon


12 Jul 10 - 01:19 AM (#2943750)
Subject: RE: Lyr Req: The Little Dog under the Wagon
From: Jim Dixon

The San Francisco Public Library has the sheet music, described thus:

THE LITTLE DOG UNDER THE WAGON : A SONG FOR THE CHILDREN
words from the "Boys" ; music by T. Brigham Bishop.
Philadelphia : J.M. Stoddart & Co., ©1877.


07 Jun 16 - 10:10 PM (#3794341)
Subject: RE: Lyr Req: The Little Dog under the Wagon
From: GUEST

The Little Dog under the Wagon



"Come, wife," said good old farmer Gray,

"Put on your things, 'tis market day –

And we'll be off to the nearest town,

There and back ere the sun goes down,

Spot? No, we'll leave old Spot behind."

But Spot he barked and Spot he whined,

And soon made up his doggish mind

To follow under the wagon.



Away they went at a good round pace,

And joy came into the farmer's face;

"Poor Spot," said he, "did want to come,

But I'm awful glad he's left at home;

He'll guard the barn, and guard the cot,

And keep the cattle out of the lot."

"I'm not so sure of that," thought Spot,

The little dog under the wagon.



The farmer all his produce sold,

And got his pay in yellow gold,

They started homeward after dark,

Home through the lonely forest. Hark!

A robber springs from around a tree –

"Your money or else your life," said he;

The moon was up, but he didn't see

The little dog under the wagon.



Spot ne'er barked, and Spot ne'er whined,

But quickly caught the thief behind;

He dragged him down in the mire and dirt,

And tore his coat and he tore his shirt,

Then held him fast on the miry ground;

The robber uttered not a sound –

While his hands and feet the farmer bound,

And tumbled him into the wagon.



So Spot he saved the farmer's life,

The farmer's money; the farmer's wife;

And now a hero grand and gay,

A silver collar he wears to-day;

Among his friends, among his foes,

And everywhere his master goes,

He follows on his horny toes,

The little dog under the wagon.


11 Jul 20 - 09:22 AM (#4063744)
Subject: RE: Lyr Req: The Little Dog under the Wagon
From: GUEST

We have the original book.


11 Jul 20 - 05:35 PM (#4063781)
Subject: RE: Lyr Req: The Little Dog under the Wagon
From: leeneia

You can hear the tune here. It helps if you've heard the song before.

https://soundcloud.com/peterwreed/little-dog-under-the-wagon


12 Jul 20 - 04:20 PM (#4063893)
Subject: RE: Lyr Req: The Little Dog under the Wagon
From: Mo the caller

Sounds a bit like Little Brown Jug