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I had a bulldog, he had me,
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Rough and tough as any dog can be.
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Every evening when the sun went down,
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That bulldog, he went running around.
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He was mean, he was hard,
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He was the king of my backyard.

He was short, he wasn't any too tall; Said, "Don't you worry about nothing at all. Anybody come messing around, I'm the dog that's gonna bring them down. I am mean, I am hard, I'm the king of your backyard." Late last Monday, wasn't too late, Somebody sneaking by the alley gate. Four foot eleven and a hundred and three, Smallest burglar that you ever did see. He was mean, he was hard, He was creeping into my backyard. My dog barked like I knew he would; The burglar picked up the kindling wood. My dog hollered and the burglar said, "Git!" Down the alley my bulldog lit. He was mean, he was hard - He was the chicken of my backyard. My dog went right through my fence; I have not seen that bulldog since. Loved that dog but I've had my fill, And I keep a canary on my windowsill. He is mean, he is hard, He is the king of my backyard.