Piddling
Pete
(G) Well a farmer's dog
once
(C) came to
town, by the (G) christian name of (D)
Pete
And he (G)
was a hound of
(C) high renown and his (D)
looks were hard
to (G) beat
And as he walked in(C)to the
town 'twas (G) beautiful to (D)
see
His (G) work on every (C)
corner
and
his (D) mark on every (G)
tree
As he (Bm)
watered every
(Em) gateway
and he (Bm) never missed a (Em)
post
'Cause (C)
piddling was
his
(G) masterpiece
and (D) piddling was his (G)
boast
Well the city dogs stood
looking on with a deep and envious rage
To see this simple
country dog,
the piddler of the age
They sniffed him
over one
by one and they sniffed him two by two
But noble Pete in high
disdain
stood still till they were through
And as they sniffed him over, their praise for him ran high
And when one sniffed him underneath Pete piddled in his eye
Well
then just to show these city dogs that he didn't give a damn
Pete strolled into the
grocer's shop
and he piddled on the ham
Piddled on the onions and he piddled on
the floor
And when the grocer
kicked
him out, Pete piddled on the door
Well behind him all the
city dogs debated what to do
They'd hold a piddling
contest to show him who was who
Well they showed Pete all
the piddling
posts that they knew about the town
They started out with
many
a wink to get the poor dog down
But Pete was with them
every
trick with vigor and with vim
For a thousand piddles
more or
less were all the same to him
And all along went noble
Pete with hind leg kicking high
While most were lifting
legs
in bluff or piddling mighty dry
And on and on went noble
Pete as he watered every sandhill
And all the city
champions were piddled to a standstill
Well then Pete an exhibition gave in
all the ways to piddle
Like double drips and fancy flips and now and then a dribble
And
all the time the country
dog did neither wink nor grin
But piddled blithely out
of town as he had piddled in
Now the city dogs said,
"So long Pete, you're piddling did defeat us?"
But no one ever put them
wise that Pete had diabetes
