Old Dog Blue - Jim Jackson

I’m going back where I come

I’m going back where I come

I’m going back to Giles county

My wife died and left me a bounty

With them pretty girl gangs around

Thats the reason I’m going to Giles county

Had an old dog, his name was Blue

You know Blue was mighty true

You know Blue was a good old dog

Blue treed a possum in a hollow log

You know from that he was a good old dog

Blue treed a possum out on a limb

Blue looked at me and I looked at him

Grabbed that possum put him in sack

Dont move Blue till I get back

Hear it ring, hear it ring, yeah!

Hear it ring, hear it ring, yeah!

Who been here since I been gone?

Little pretty girl with the red dress on

Who been here since I been gone?

Little pretty girl with the red dress on

Old Blue’s feets was big and round

Old Blue’s feets was big and round

Never allowed a possum to touch the ground

Me and Blue went out on a hunt

Blue treed a possum in a hollow stump

You know Blue was a good old dog

Blue treed a possum in a hollow log

You know from that he was a good old dog

But old Blue died and I dug his grave

I dug his grave with a silver spade

I let him down with a golden chain

And if it links I’ll call his name

Woah, Blue, you good dog you!

Woah, Blue, you good dog you!

Blue laid down and died like a man

Blue laid down and died like a man

Now he’s treeing possum in the promissed land

I’m gonna tell you this to let you know

Old Blue’s gone where good dogs go

When I hear old Blue’s bark

When I hear old Blue’s bark

Blue treed a possum in Noah’s ark

Blue treed a possum in Noah’s ark