When I was a lad and old Shep was a pup o'er hills and meadows we'd roamed

Just a boy and his dog we were both full of fun we grew up together that way

I remember the time at the old swimming hole

When I would have drowned beyond doubt

Shep was right there to the rescue he came he jumped in and helped pull me out

The years rolled along and at last he grew old his eye sight was fast growing dim

Then one day the doctor looked at me and said I can't do no more for him Jim

With a hand that was trembling I picked up my gun I aimed it at Shep's faithful head

I just couldn't do it I wanted to run and I wished they'd shot me instead

I went to his side and I sat on the ground he laid his head on my knees

I stroke the best pal that a man ever found I cried so I scaresly could see

Old Shepy he knew he was going to go for he reached out and nipped at my hand

He looked up at me just as much as to say we're parting but you'll understand

Now old Shep is gone where the good doggies go

And no more with old Shep will I roam

But if dogs have a heaven there's one thing I know old Shep has a wonderful home