Cat. #0978 (MFH #284) - As sung by Ollie Gilbert, Mountain View, Arkansas on March 11, 1970
VERSE 1
Ever time I go t' town
Th boys 'er kickin' my dog around
Makes no difference if he is a hound
They got t' quit kickin' my dog around
VERSE 2
My ole Jim dog, th ole cuss
Just come along and follered us
An' as we drove by ole Johnson's store
A bunch of boys came out th door
VERSE 3
Ole Jim, he run behind th box
They pound on him, with a bunch of rocks
"Hey there, that's my dog"
Makes no difference if he is a hound
You gotta quit kickin' my dog around
VERSE 4
They tied a tin can to his tail
An' run him around th country jail
That just made us awful sore
Lem he he cussed an' ole Bill swore
VERSE 5
Me an' Lem an' old Bill Brown
We lost no time gettin' down
Here comes a man, stompin' the ground
I told him to take Jim down
VERSE 6
When ole Jim saw him there
He jumped on him like a bear
He sure did mess up things around
There was rags an' meat an' hair
VERSE 7
Makes no difference if he is a hound
You gotta quit kickin' my dog around