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