This is a story of a little orphan pup

Some people don't believe that it's true

But I'll tell it the way it was told to me

And I'll leave that up to you

Some say he was a shepherd dog

Or maybe only part

A mongrel breed by birth perhaps

But a thorughbread at heart



One day he wandered down the road

Lonely, tired, and unfed

He was willing to trade his poor little heart

For just a pat on the head

He came upon a stranger in a garden, I understand

Who gave him bread and water and the puppy licked his hand

Well he thought he'd found his master at last

And at his feet he lay

An angry shouting crowd came by

And they took his master away

He saw them tie his masters hands and take him before a judge

Well they tried to shoo the puppy away

But the little guy just wouldn't budge

He saw him stumble and fall three times

As he followed him down the road

He saw him stumble and fall

Because he carried such a heavy load

Then lightening struck and thunder roared

And all the world grew dark

And it's been said that only those who stayed

Heard a little dog bark

Well you may not believe it

It doesn't sound true, I know

But a little dog cried when his master died

On a hill a long time ago
Thanks to [Linda from The United States] for these lyrics