A 1912 popular song.
Words by Webb M. Oungst.
Music by Cy Perkins.
The sheet music:
Accompaniment by James Pitt-Payne:
Lyrics
- Wunst me ‘n’ Lem Briggs ‘n’ ol’ Bill Brown
Tuk a load of cawn to town,
An’ ol’ Jim-dawg (the onry cuss)
He jes’ nachelly follered us
Chorus
Ev’ry time I come to town
The boys keep kickin’ my dawg aroun’
Makes no dif’rence if he is a houn’
They gotta quit kickin’ my dawg aroun’
2. As we driv’ past Sam Johnson’s store
Passel o’ yapes kem out th’ door
When Jim he stops to smell a box
They shied at him a bunch o’ rocks
3. They tied a tin can to his tail
An’ run him apast the county jail
‘N’ that plumb nachelly makes me sore
‘N’ Lem he cussed ‘n’ Bill he swore
4. Me ‘n’ Lem Briggs ‘n’ ol’ Bill Brown
We lost no time in a jumpin’ dowon
An’ we wiped them ducks up on the groun’
Fer kickin’ my ol’ dawg aroun’
5. Folks say a dawg kaint hold no grudge
But wunst, when I got too much budge
Them town ducks tried to do me up
But they didn’t count on ol’ Jim pup
6. Jim seed his duty thar an’ then
An’ he lit into them gentlemen
And he shore mussed up the cote house square
With rags ‘n’ meat ‘n’ hide ‘n’ hair
Sung here by Vancha March: