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.