I'm Wearing Rover Now
© 2001 James Gordon
from Road Kill Hat on Pipe Street Records
Rover was on the last of his four legs
He could not roll over, and he couldn't beg
He'd done his last trick, he had fetched his last stick,
Soon he'd be pushing up clover, 'cause rover was sick
I'm wearing Rover now,
I'm wearing Rover now,
he didn't get better
So I knit a sweater
From that good old pet,
I know I won't forget
him 'cause
I'm wearing Rover now,
I'm wearing Rover now,
Since his dog days are over
I made a pullover
From Rover
And he's all over me now
We needed something to remember him by
We thought about stuffing that noble canine
But we took a look at that dying Irish Setter
And we realized that he'd make a great sweater
chorus:
When your poodle has breathed it's last bad breath, then
Turn him into a nice shawl,
Make an afghan from your afghan,
When you're cold it'll come when you call!
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