Lyrics:

Little boy blueCome blow your hornThe dish ran away with the spoonHome again home againSaturday mornNever gets up
before noonShe used to renderYou legal and tenderWhen you used toSend her your promises boyA dill or a dollarUnbutton yo
ur collarCome out and hollerOut all of your noiseLittle boy blueCome blow your topCut it rite down to the quickDon't sit
home and cryOn the fourth of julyAround now you're hittin' bricksSo abracadabraNow she disappearedNow everything's canad
a drySo watch your behaviorAnd rattle your caneWith a bottle of bourbonGood-byeLittle boy blowLost little bo peepShe fe
ll thru a hole in the nestNow ain't it peculiarThat she's finally cooled yourBig wheels just like all of the restWhenever
it rainsThe umbrella complainThey're always gettin' played for a chumpSo mark and strike itShe's history nowAnd you're han
gin' out at the pumpLittle boy blue...She used to render...