We have a little dog. His name is Poco. He's a cute little dog, Black, white and brown. Each morning he wakes up And tells us it's time To open up your eyes Rise and shine. Poco (Poco) Poco (Poco) Poco (Poco) One day we took a walk Down by the river. I fell fast asleep Under a tree. But when I woke up, Poco was gone. I wandered through the night Singing this song... Why oh why Won't he come when I call? Is he hiding And playing a game? If he wanders too close To the edge, he might fall. What if he can't hear his name? Maybe he's chasing The birds or some frogs Or sniffing the ground For a bone. Or maybe he's lost And just too far away So he never can find his way home. So I sat down again 'Neath that sleepy old tree. I'd searched without finding a trace. Down the path he came running All covered with mud. He jumped up And started licking my face.