Old Towzer

I had a dog name Towzer Old Towzer was his name He'd run all over the fields and woods a-scarin' up the game Now the raccoon told the possum And the possum told the hare 'Here comes Old Towzer, boys! Scatter everywhere!' Good Old Towzer Old age took him away When the wind blows right And the holler is nice You can still hear Towzer bay He chased the raccoon up the tree And the possum through the fence But the rabbit run all over the field 'Cause he ain't got no sense Old Towzer was a mixed-up dog His eyes was big and round The front of him was Airedale And the back of him was Hound Good Old Towzer Old age took him away When the wind blows right And the holler is nice You can still hear Towzer bay Old Towzer's legs was bent and bowed His ears were right and wrong His coat was like a maltese rug His tail was four feet long Old Towzer caught a possum And the possum began to beg But Towzer didn't know possum talk Kept chewin' on his leg Good Old Towzer Old age took him away When the wind blows right And the holler is nice You can still hear Towzer bay (Yes, Yes!)