Lost and found, lost and found,
lost and found at the Old Dog Pound,
lost and found, lost and found,
lost and found at the Old Dog Pound.
I was free when she took me,
all my world had broken down,
I ended up in the Old Dog Pound.
Then she came and took me from it,
a collar with big studs upon it,
lots of grub, lots of runs,
lots of love and lots of fun,
and she never follows me.
For a long time we was happy,
until they gave us a special chap.
Don't sit here, don't sit there,
I would dream every night
how his bum I'd love to bite.
But he was crafty, he was clever,
Made it so that I could never
So! So! So so so so so so so so so!
and all those bitches in the slums,
Walked for miles on the tiles,
all those two could do was smile.
Things got worse, they got no
I never thought he would let her
There was three, now there's four,
now I bark at the old front door.
guard the cot, guard the pram,
Sometimes I get a game of foley,
Mostly I'm just feeling poorly.
Lots of creaks in my knees,
lots of bites and lots of fleas.
I can't run, it's no fun.
I feel like my day is done.
Dogs like me don't live forever.
Don't you think it makes us shiver
Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey,
Lost and found, and he old Don Pat.