when i was just lad in my younger day
i had friend called duke we just love to play
roaming through the hills the valleys down below
all the different places duke i would go
remember when i bought him he was six weeks old
just a little puppy with a heart of gold
took him home with me gave him love and care
every where i went duke was always there
we had so much fun doing different things
happiness to me duke he always brings
and as the years past by. duke was growing old
his eyes began to fade he always felt the cold
then the angels came took old duke away
now in heaven up above he would have to stay
one day i will join him see old duke once more
then we can play again just like we did before