I had a dog and his name was Jim.
I had a dog and his name was Jim.
Well, I bet you five dollars
Now every time I go to town,
the boys keep a -kickin' my dog around.
It makes no difference if he is a hound,
they ought to quit kickin' my
Jim found a groundhog under a log,
Jim barked once and down he goes
Now there's a little pink scar
Now Jim went with me wherever
Under the piano or through the show
He knew the last song in Get Up and Bow
then and a good friend now
the backin' Porsche bikes
My, how that dog did love to roam
Jim started runnin' left me alone
He ran so far that he never came home
Cause I bet you five dollars
And I'll say, yeah, oh, Jim,