[00:00.000]Oh once I had a little dog, his color it was brown
[00:16.949]I taught him for to whistle, to sing and dance and run
[00:23.578]His legs they were fourteen yards long, his ears so very wide
[00:30.283]Around the world in half a day, upon him I could ride
[00:37.190]Sing Tarry-O Day, Sing, Autumn to May
[00:47.563]Oh once I had a little frog, he wore a vest of red
[00:54.606]He'd lean upon his silver cane, a top hat on his head
[01:01.748]He'd speak of far off places, of things to see and do
[01:08.136]Of all the Kings and Queens he'd met while sailing in a shoe
[01:15.374]Sing Tarry-O Day, Sing, Autumn to May
[01:25.658]Oh once I had a flock of sheep, they grazed upon a feather
[01:32.443]I'd keep them in a music box from wind or rainy weather
[01:39.280]And every day the sun would shine, they'd fly all through the town
[01:46.324]To bring me back some golden rings, candy by the pound
[01:53.248]Sing Tarry-O Day, Sing, Autumn to May
[02:03.327]Oh once I had a downey swan, she was so very frail
[02:09.924]She sat upon an oyster shell and hatched me out a snail
[02:16.800]The snail had changed into a bird, the bird to butterfly
[02:23.956]And he who tells a bigger tale would have to tell a lie
[02:30.891]Sing Tarry-O Day, Sing, Autumn to May

Oh once I had a little dog, his color it was brown
I taught him for to whistle, to sing and dance and run
His legs they were fourteen yards long, his ears so very wide
Around the world in half a day, upon him I could ride
Sing Tarry-O Day, Sing, Autumn to May
Oh once I had a little frog, he wore a vest of red
He'd lean upon his silver cane, a top hat on his head
He'd speak of far off places, of things to see and do
Of all the Kings and Queens he'd met while sailing in a shoe
Sing Tarry-O Day, Sing, Autumn to May
Oh once I had a flock of sheep, they grazed upon a feather
I'd keep them in a music box from wind or rainy weather
And every day the sun would shine, they'd fly all through the town
To bring me back some golden rings, candy by the pound
Sing Tarry-O Day, Sing, Autumn to May
Oh once I had a downey swan, she was so very frail
She sat upon an oyster shell and hatched me out a snail
The snail had changed into a bird, the bird to butterfly
And he who tells a bigger tale would have to tell a lie
Sing Tarry-O Day, Sing, Autumn to May