I’m an Affenpinscher


I'm a monkey terrier from Germany

None is merrier than little old me

In France they call me diabolical

Cuz my moustache is so comical


I'm an Affenpinscher, I'm a monkey, I'm a prankster

A little bitty gangster I'm the Affenpinscher dog

Events organizer, the Chancellor's advisor

I'm older and I'm wiser I 'm the Affenpinscher dog


You can see that I'm a lover boy

I helped create some wonderful toys

A handsome ratter bold and small

Schnauzers, Griffies - I made 'em all -


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A shaggy guy who's square and smart

I'm a social climber who just loves to bark

I'll wipe out vermin with no remorse

Then cruise the autobahn in my lady's Porsche


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I work on farms and in the streets

Runnin' down the rats and all their dirty fleas

At night I guard the home boudoire

And keep those rats under constant fire -


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Nancy Simmonds

© 2009 Soap Opry Music


Lyrics/Audio A - C

On this page:

Affenpinscher

Afghan

Airedale

Akita

Alsatian (there is also German Shepherd)

Alaskan Malamute

American Cocker Spaniel

American Eskimo

Australian Cattle Dog

Australian Shepherd

Basenji

Basset Hound  

Beagle

Bedlington Terrier

Belgian Malinois

Belgian Tervuren

Bernese Mountain Dog

Bichon Frise

Bloodhound

Border Collie

Borzoi

Boston Terrier

Bouvier

Boxer

Brittany

Brussels Griffon

Bull Terrier

Bullmastiff

Cane Corso

Cairn Terrier

Cavalier King Charles Spaniel

Chihuahua

Chinese Crested

Chow Chow

Collie

Coonhound

Coton de Tulear

Float Like An Afghan


He chases the wind as if he were in flight

Through the cruelest mountains and the darkest night

He floats like an Afghan across the sea

Through ice and sand he floats in a dream


He's run with the kings and sat by their throne

He's traveled the world where the deer roam

He floats like an Afghan across the sea

Over mountains and sand he comes to me


Float in a dream

Float across the sea


He stares at the sky, he gazes over the ground

He sees it all go by like the snow fallin' down

He floats like an Afghan across the sea

Over mountains and sand he comes to me


Float in a dream

Float across the sea


Float like an Afghan

Float like an Afghan


Nancy Simmonds

© 1990 Soap Opry Music

Airedale Without A Cause


I know I've seen that dog on some back street.

He's been running with the pack out in the night heat.

They say he's bad to the bone and mean to the meat -

But the young girl dogs say, "oh, he's so sweet".


Give me your heart, give me your paws,

Airedale without a cause.

You're the bravest dot I've met -

Squarehead -


Nobody messes with the king, nobody tries,

But I know that dog of steel is mush on the inside.


Give me your heart, give me your paws,

Airedale without a cause.

You're the bravest dog I've met -

Squarehead -


Here he comes -

Airedale without a cause


Nancy Simmonds

©l989

Soap Opry Music

Recorded: Gary's house, Los Angeles, Ca.

Engineer: Gary O'Connor

Akita Inu


Every child, woman and man

Is safe in the streets of Japan.

He stands on the side of the law

He is a, he is a sumo dog.

Akita Inu, I bow down to you.

Akita Inu, I love you.


Nobody needs to have fear,

He was born to hunt the bear and the deer.

More than determined and strong,

He's a dog you can lean on.

Akita Inu, I bow down to you.

Akita Inu, I love you.


Visions of Tokyo -

Everywhere you go -

Mountains and city roads -

Are etched in your sacred soul -


Paper dragons, ribbons and saki,

He's like a Chow but with terryaki.

The modern dog of tomorra -

Made in Japan, sayonara.

Akita Inu, I bow down to you.

Akita Inu, I love you.


Nancy Simmonds

Soap Opry Music ©l996



(Alsatian)  Leader of The Pack


He's the leader of the pack, the leader of the grand parade

My dog, he don't look back he knows he's got it made

He's a dog of peace, a dog of war, he's marching with the band

He's a hero from shore to shore, he's Alsatian

You say stay, he stays at your command

And you say play, he plays, he's Alsatian -


He always gives his heart and soul, he puts it on the line

And very few have been so bold time after time

He stands so proud, he stands so tall, his face against the wind

He's the leader of them all, a true Alsatian

You say stay, he stays at your command

And you say play, he plays, he's Alsatian -


Well he's been in the movies and he's been on your tv

He's the leading dog of my heart cause he watches over me

And I don't have to worry cause he keeps this house on track

He's Alsatian, he's the best, the leader of the pack

You say stay, he stays at your command

And you say play he plays, he's Alsatian


He's the leader of the pack

He's the leader of the pack



Nancy Simmonds

© 1988 Soap Opry Music






(Alaskan Malamute)  My Soul Belongs to the Inuit


Where would you be without me

To lead you across this big country

Where ships don't sail, snow it blows

Who else could your pull your heavy load

Hey I'm Alaskan Malamute

Strong I run and straight I shoot

My arctic blood is filled with Spitz

My soul belongs to the Inuit


I wear two coats against my skin

So I can face the bitter winds

I close my eyes behind my mask

And dream one day I'll lead the pack

Hey I'm Alaskan Malamute

Strong I run and straight I shoot

My arctic blood is filled with Spitz


I'll pull you through any weather

Just say we'll be together


Where would you be without me

Dog and man we live in peace

With each trial we've been through

I ask, where would I be without you

Hey I'm Alaskan Malamute

Strong I run and straight I shoot

My arctic blood is filled with Spitz

My soul belongs to the Inuit


© 1998 Nancy Simmonds






(American Cocker Spaniel)  Got A Hold On Me


When I wake up in the morning and I try to raise my head,

There's a wiggling ball of energy bouncing on my bed.

I reach to get my slippers but she ate them in the night,

I used to be so lonely 'til she came into my life.


She gets me on my feet,

Oh yes she makes my heart beat.

You can tell my Cocker Spaniel

Has got a hold on me.


So I take her to the park where she can meet her friends,

They run around for hours oblivious to anything.

With ears flying wildly she sails above the ground,

I wonder if she'll ever grown up and settle down.


She gets me on my feet,

Oh yes she makes my heart beat.

And you can tell my Cocker Spaniel

Has got a hold on me.


She's an all American girl -

Oh but everybody knows her name all around the world.


When the day is over, surprises just begin,

Like finding out she ate the mail and buried the postman.

But then she brings my slippers, though they're chewed up and they're wet,

When she looks at me I can only believe she's the perfect little pet.


She gets me on my feet,

Oh yes she makes my heart beat,

And you can tell my Cocker Spaniel

Has got a hold on me.


Nancy Simmonds

Soap Opry Music

© l989


American Eskimo Dog


You might look at us and think of snow

Or see a dog that hauls a load

You might get it in your head

A dog like us should pull a sled

But long ago in Germany

Nordic dogs designed our breed

Sammys, Poms, German Spitz -

None of them could do our tricks

That's how the story goes

American Eskimo

Every time the people clapped

We would dance and make them laugh

On with the show

Eskie, let's go!


We ranged in size, big to small

Standard, mini, toy snowballs

Companion dog to man and child

Our motto was "just make 'em smile"

So smart, so quick to please

We charmed Barnum and Bailey

Inside the rings we entertained

That's how Eskies found their fame

That's how the story goes.......

On with the show

Eskie, let's go!


All around the world we roamed

In traveling shows we called home

We just knew that we would fit

Because we were the circus hit


We were loved, we were stars

We touched their souls and their hearts

With jet black nose and smiling lips

We walked on ropes and did our flips

And all the people cheered and sighed

The big top was energized

You can see we took the floor

Always left them wanting more.

That's how the story goes......

On with the show

Eskie, let's go!


Nancy Simmonds

© 2011 Soap Opry Music





Australian Cattle Dog


I like my boys to have muscle, to be quick of foot and to hustle

A body sound and strong that can work all day long -

I need some help to herd, must love cows and be alert

Across this mighty land we will ride with the cattlemen

If you have strength of bone and can drive the wanderers home -

You're an Australian Cattle dog -


My blood flows from the Dingo, in spirit and in soul

From the Collie I'm a drover, I can run 'em down and win 'em over

Add some Dalmatian, with horses I am patient,

That Kelpi gave me spots, red or blue I'm always hot -

I need a dog that's sound , help me tie me kangaroo down -

Australian Cattle Dog


If you've got the stuff

Then boy we can beef 'em up

If you can prove you're tough

Then mate there's aint no road too rough for

Australian Cattle Dog

Australian Cattle Dog


I like my boys to be brazen, courageous and Australian

Must be faithful and athletic, down under that's esthetic

My mates don't act like sheep, that deserves a nip at their feet

Reply to fill this job: sincerely lonely Cattle Dog

I am outback bound, help me tie me kangaroo down, boys

Australian Cattle Dog


I come from the land of thunder

I come from the land down under


Nancy Simmonds

© 2009 Soap Opry Music




(Australian Shepherd)  The Aussie's Cowboy Song


I follow that cowboy across any trail,

I travel through mesquite and high chaparral.

Riding the range seven days a week,

Just punching cattle and herding the sheep.


When day rolls 'round I wait on his word.

He smiles as he calls me Australian Shepherd.

Ten thousand cattle have wandered astray,

Send in Ol Blue Eye to hold them again.


Bury my bones on the lone prairie,

Deep in the legend of this great country.

A true herding dog, my faithful Aussie,

Yodellaeeoo -yodellaee-

A true herding dog, my faithful Ausssie.


I tear cross the plains and gather the sleepers,

I go to the head of the herd for the leaders.

I nip at their noses and turn them around,

I bite at their heels as they fly oer the ground.


That cowboy, he goes on, how I've got the eye.

How I'll ride with him 'til the day that I die.

I love that cowboy and his every word,

He smiles when he calls me Australian Shepherd.


Bury my bones on the lone prairie,

Deep in the legend of this great country.

A true herding dog, my faithful Aussie,

Yodellaeeoo - yodellaee -

A true herding dog, my faithful Aussie.



Nancy Simmonds

Soap Opry Music

© l998




Moon Over Basenji


I remember nights deep in Africa,

Journey down the Nile, oh the sights we saw.

There in the grass chasing after rats,

I thought it was a deer, you thought it was a cat -

Then he tipped his ear with his gentle paw,

Said, "Bongo, bongo, bongo, I am the Congo dog -

Moon over Basenji - I remember him so well,

Moon over Basenji -I don't wanna leave the Congo dog.


We traveled on, he followed silently,

Running like a horse, he was a mystery.

When the sun set low, sitting by the fire,

He raised his head and sang higher and higher.

Then he tipped his ear with his friendly paw,

Said, "Bongo, bongo, bongo, I am the Congo dog -

Moon over Basenji - I remember him so well,

Moon over Basenji - I don't wanna leave the Congo dog -


Always taking me by surprise,

Staring off with those jungle eyes,


I remember nights deep in Africa,

Journey down the Nile, oh the sights we saw,

When we reached the end of that dusty road

We couldn't say good-bye so we took that dog home,

With a wrinkled brow he raised his gentle paw,

Said, "Bongo, bongo, bongo, I am the Congo dog -

Moon over Basenji - I remember him so well,

Moon over Basenji - I don't wanna leave the Congo dog,


Nancy Simmonds

Soap Opry Music

© l989



Blues For a Basset


I've got the blues for a Basset, I've got the hound dog blues

I've got the blues for a Basset, I've got the hound dog blues

Cause I'm slow trailin' rabbits, I'm always searching for clues


I've got a worried brow baby, I've got the low down blues

I've got a worried brow baby, I've got the low down blues

Cause my man left this morning, won't be back 'til the evening news


Well they call me droopy eyes, say my legs are undersized

When they laugh at my behind that's where I draw the line

I've got the blues for a Basset, make me sing a sad song,

Cause my skin is so baggy and my ears are so long


Well I'm true to my family, I am a devoted dog

Yes, I'm true to my family, I am devoted dog

I aint no pushover honey, I aint no bump on no log


I've got the blues for a Basset, I've got the hound dog blues

I've got the blues for a Basset, I've got the hound dog blues

I'm slow trailin' rabbits, I'm always searching for clues

And nobody, nobody can change me, the way that I love you


Nancy Simmonds

© 1989 Soap Opry Music



Boogie Woogie Beagle Boy


I never thought that I could fall

For a dog, but I recall,

The first time I saw those eyes,

Made my tears swell up and cry.

Those funny ears so long and soft,

One kiss and then I was caught,

From that day I gave my heart,

We have never ever been apart.

He's my boogie woogie Beagle boy,

Boogie woogie bundle of joy.

Here he comes now pardon me Roy,

He's my boogie woogie Beagle boy,


Grab my coat, grab my lead,

My dog needs to stretch his feet,

He gets a smile from everyone -

They know my dog is pure fun.

Not too big, not too small,

He's just perfect that is all.

Standing with his tail held high

He's the picture of love and pride.

He's my boogie woogie Beagle boy,

Boogie woogie bundle of joy.

Here he comes now pardon me Roy -

He's my boogie woogie Beagle boy,


Get my saddle, get my boots,

Get me a trumpet that toots.

My Beagle's on the prowl,

You can hear that hound dog howl,

When the sun is setting low

Me and my buddy are heading home,

So glad I found a friend,

Happy days are here again,

With my boogie woogie Beagle boy,

Boogie woogie bundle of joy,

Here he comes now pardon me Roy

He's my boogie woogie Beagle boy,


I never thought I could fall

For a dog, but I recall,

The first time I saw those eyes,

Made my tears swell up and cry,

I said, "I'm gonna make that doggie mine",

He's a boogie woogie Beagle boy.


Nancy Simmonds

Soap Opry Music

© l989



Bedlington Terrier


I work everyday from dawn to dusk

Deep in the earth beneath the crust

We’re all diggin’  just to pay our dues

Singing the poor coal miners’ blues.

I am the dog of Bedlington

Down to the mines with my man

Taking the lead I’m a proud brigadier

A scrappy linty-haired terrier


I was born a coal miner’s dog

I rise to work, I do my job

I’m a hunter with strength and speed

Everyone knows they  can count on me


I’m a brave little powerhouse for my size

No kind of vermin can get out alive

They’re running scared with fear and loathing

Cuz I am the wolf wearing sheep’s clothing

With shovel and pick and torch lit hats

Side by side we clear the path

Singing the poor coal miner’s prayer

I am the Rothbury Terrier


I was born a coal miner’s dog

Some say I was sent by God

I’m terrier true to breed,

Those I love they can count on me


I’m recognized by my silhouette

Full of joy and affectionate

I’m the dog of Northumberland

Bedlington Terrier, that’s who I am


I was born a coal miner’s dog

Let that be my epilogue

A faithful heart and loyalty

Always near when you’re in need


I work everyday from dawn to dusk

Deep in the earth below the crust




Belgian Malinois                                                 


The way they walk the streets, they've got the beat

The way they take control, it's in their soul

The way they fly with speed,  and  jump with ease

Belgian Mailnois

The way they stand so tall, break downs the walls

The way they heed your word,  protect and serve,

Elegant and strong, they right what's wrong

Belgian Malinois


They've got the drive to get it done

They got the fight to get it won

Rebels with a cause  

Belgian Malinois


From Maline they roamed, the fields of Belgium

Around the world they're known, heroic legends

A heart so true, this love for you,

Belgian Malinois

Search and rescue, Police Dog,

Always solid as a rock

They cross the battle lines, by your side  ,

Belgian Malinois


They've got the drive to get it done


Rebels with a cause  

Belgian Malinois

They've got the drive - drive all night

They face the fight til everything's alright

Rebels with a cause

Belgian Malinois


The way they love their home, protect their own

Guarding lives all day while children play

A heart that beats so loud, a dog so proud

Belgian Malinois


They've got the drive to get it done

They got the fight to get it won

Rebels with a cause  

Belgian Malinois

They've got the drive - drive all night

They got the fight to get it right

Rebels with a cause

Belgian Malinois


The way they walk the street

The way they keep the beat

The way they fight for the law

Belgian Malinois


© 2012 Soap Opry Music

Nancy Simmonds





Belgian Tervuren “Bring ‘Em On Back”


I’ve been workin’ all day and I feel the burn

Those Belgian pups, gotta lot to learn

Tryin’ to tame that energy

Why do they think they can outsmart me/

The young ones act like they’re so pretty

Free of spirit, oh so witty

They all know that I’m  the boss

I keep saying just find the lost


Get back, bring ‘em on back

I see all behind my mask

Get back -  bring ‘em on back

Follow me and do it like that


Ah, those young ones get so nervy

Make me go all topsy turvy

At least they give me loyalty

Cause all of that comes naturally

Keep your ears up, tuned for sound

Face the wind and hold your ground

Listen up and now hear my words

Nobody does it like a turv


Get back, bring ‘em on back

I see all behind my mask

Get back -  bring ‘em on back

Follow me and do it like that


Do the Belgian hustle

Show a little muscle

Cause what’s lost is found

And we can get on down


We were born to give our hearts

In therapy we light the dark

Find the missing, keep on the track

Follow trails that lead them back     

Keep your eyes set on  the herd

Our motto is protect and serve

Toughen up, yeah, be the dog

Listen up and do your job


Get back, bring ‘em on back

I see all behind my mask

Get back -  bring ‘em on back

Follow me and do it like that


©Nancy Simmonds   12/13/14



(Bichon Frise)   Ole, Ole, Ole


Well I come from the Canary Island, a part of Tenerife

I'm the pride of all Espana, so beautiful and sweet

With my plumed tail just like feathers held above my back

I have an air of history just like an aristocrat


Ole, ole, ole for the Bichon Frises


Well I dream of the Mediterranean and of the Infantas

I remember once how Goya painted my small paws

I was pampered and be-ribboned with perfume in my hair

I've always been a happy dog without a single care


Ole, ole, ole for the Bichon Frises


In these modern times I'm popular everywhere you go

From playing with the family to training for the show


Well I've traveled into Europe and entertained in the streets

With organ grinder as my friend I knew just how to please

And the tricks I learned long ago I still have up my sleeve

And the love I have for my best friend is something very sweet


Ole, ole, ole for the Bichon Frises


Nancy Simmonds

©1989 Soap Opry Music



(Bloodhound)   I'm a Man Trailer


I'll follow you over any ground

Cause I'm a man trailer, I am a Bloodhound

I can walk for miles in your footsteps

'Til I find my prey, well I cannot rest


I'm in a spell for the smell of blood

And I'll get to you over snow or mud

Tell me who you need and I deliver

I circle when I cross the mighty river


None is wiser or as dignified

Don't you know my love runs deep

And my love runs high


Well I won't give up 'til the quarry's found

I'm a man trailer, I am a Bloodhound.


Well my skin hangs loose, folds down my neck

And it holds more scents when I hang my head

I'm a lover, so affectionate, oh yes

A sensitive, shy aristocrat

I'll follow you over any ground

I'm a man trailer, I am a Bloodhound


Nancy Simmonds

© 1996 Soap Opry Music





In Border Collie Time


Born to patrol the border, collie -

I'd do anything for you,

Work all day and night time too,

All you have to do is say the word.

Drive the sheep home from the fields,

Bite their toes and nip their heals,

All I really need is a herd.


I've got the heart of a Scotsman,

And the love of the high country.

I've go the soul of England, boys,

Born to patrol the border, collie -

Hey, everybody fall in line.

We're stepping out in Border Collie time.


Cause they say I've got the eye,

Any cow I'll hypnotize -

I will do anything you say.

At sheepdog trials I always win -

Snatch a fly ball from the wind -

Or lead the blind safely through the day.


I've got the heart of a Scotsman,

And the love of the high country.

I've got the soul of England, boys,

Hey, everybody fall in line.

We're stepping out in Border Collie time.


Cause I'd do anything for you,

Work all day w til night is through,

All you have to do is say the word.

Hey everybody, fall in line.

We're steppin' out in Border Collie time.

Hey everybody, fall in line.

We're steppin' out in Border Collie time.


Nancy Simmonds

Soap Opry Music ©l999



The Borzoi's Back In Town


Better tell your mama, better let her know,

We're drivin' in tonight heading for the show.

We've got the Winnebago, got the L.A. Times,

Nobody can compare to my bloodlines.

I'm the Russian Wolfhound, I will run you down -

The Borzoi's back in town.


Better tell the judge, she don't stand a chance,

When I walk into that ring I make you wanna dance.

Bring out the vodka, get the caviare,

Tell everybody, "The Borzoi is a star!"

I'm the Russian Wolfhound, I will run you down -

The Borzoi's back in town.


You better run - the Borzoi's back in town.

Yeah, you better run - the Borzoi's back in town.


Better tell your mama, this could be the night.

Roll out the carpet and turn on the lights.

I've got the Winnebago, I've got the L.A. Times,

I'm the tall lean guy with all of the lines,

I'm the Russian Wolfhound, I will run you down,

The Borzoi's back in town.

Oh, I'm the Russian Wolfhound, I will run you down,

The Borzoi's back in town.


Nancy Simmonds

Soap Opry Music

© l989



(Boston Terrier)  Yankee Doodle Dog


Well they call me a gentleman, American gentleman of dogs

Cause I am a sweetheart for great grandmothers through tots

And everywhere I go I create such a fuss

I'm so handsome standing in my perfect tux

I'm a Boston, I'm adorable and I'm American

I'm witty and I'm clever and I'm a gentleman

I'm a Boston, I'm wonderful and I'm American

Yes, I'm a yankee doodle dog



Just because I'm small don't think that I can't hold my own

I'm staunch as a bulldog and there's terrier deep in my soul

All I ever want to do is be your friend

I will follow you until the rainbow's end

I'm a Boston, I'm adorable and I'm American

I'm witty and I'm clever and I'm a gentleman

I'm a Boston, I'm wonderful and I'm American

Yes I'm a yankee doodle dog



True blue, good for you, the one and only Boston

I'm strikingly handsome, and I'm humble, I'm the Boston


Nancy Simmonds

© 1989 Soap Opry Music




(Bouvier)   Dirty Beards


The way they walk down the street

Like they own the air they breathe

All the soldiers clap and cheer for

Those dirty beards


The way they hitch up to a cart

And pull with all their heart

And watch as children play

Those Bouviers


They stand so proud and bold

And guard the wandering fold

They always set the standards

Because they are the dogs of Flanders


The way they calm a crowd

Why the monks would be so proud

All the lives they saved

Those Bouviers



The way they hold their head high

The way they look deep in your eyes

The way they never show you fear,

Those dirty beards


In Belgium they make their home but

Around the world they are known

As sweet as they are brave

Those Bouviers


They're cattle drovin, and sheep herdin'

In times of war a beast of burden

They have always set the standards

They are the dogs of Flanders


Chorus


The way they calm a crowd

Why the monks would be so proud

All the lives they have saved

Bouviers


Nancy Simmonds

Soap Opry Music ©20



(Boxer)  Get Up Your Dukes


There's nothin' that I love more than I love my man

It must be my bulldog blood but I would die for him

It's all my rigid training back in Germany

My army and police work made a champ of me

Get up your dukes, get up your nerve

Stand back for the Boxer

Get up your dukes, yeah, get out of town

The Boxer is gonna lay it down -


When you say dependable, that's my middle name

Back in Tibet (though I now forget) I baited bulls for game

I've got all the right moves to set the rules straight

I'm strong and reliable, a boxer is never afraid

Get up your dukes, get up your nerve,

Stand back for the Boxer

Get up your dukes, yeah, get out of town

The Boxer is gonna lay it down -


When I walk into a ring you know I give my everything

Just call my name out loud you know I'm gonna make you feel so proud


I've got a gentle nature for my family

Everybody knows they can lean on me

If trouble comes my way they'll be dealin' with my laws

You'd better run if you see me raise my boxin' paws

Get up your dukes, get up your nerve

Stand back for the Boxer

Get up your dukes get out of town

The Boxer is gonna lay it down -


Nancy Simmonds

© 1990 Soap Opry Music




(Brittany) Hey, Bird Dog


Hey bird dog won't you come home,

You've been shakin' up feathers in your flashy two tone.


Boy, your nose is in the air

You start to point, you start to stare.

There's something grouse, yeah, there's something fowl,

Enough to make a bird dog howl.

You're wood cocked like loaded gun,

You flush 'em out wherever you run.

And the game is in the wind,

You chase it down, you keep it pinned.

I said hey bird dog won't you come on home,

You've been shakin' up feathers in your flashy two tone.


I know you really opened up a trail

For a dog from Spain without a tail.

Across the fields of Britanny

Well you claimed my heart your victory.

Bird dog get your feet on the ground

The quarry's all gone and we're windin' down.

The sky is empty and the sun has sunk

You can ride in my car, you can sit in the front.

I said hey bird dog won't you come on home,

You've been shakin' up feathers in your flashy two tone.


If I could see through the eyes of the Britanny,

I do believe I could solve life's mysteries.

Hey, bird dog, come on down,

They're spreadin' your name all over town.


Oh boy you've really got a style,

Enough to drive those young chicks wild.

Life is good, yes life is swell

When you're a Britanny Spaniel.

Hey bird dog won't you come on home

You've been shakin' up feathers in your flashy two tone.


Nancy Simmonds

Soap Opry Music

©l999





(Brussels Griffon)   I Only Wanna Be With You


I have come from the cold North Sea

I am the Flemish street monkey

Seldom do they call me beauty

But they love their little Belgian cutie

I might be square but my heart is true

I'm only happy when I'm with you

Full of spirit and never blue

I'm happiest when I'm with you

I only want to be with you.


Take a little Affenpinscher, take a little Pug,

Stir in Red Spaniel and you get my mug

Take the stable dog with courage and grit

It all adds up to Belgium's little Griff

I might be square but my heart is true,

I'm only happy when I'm with you

Full of spirit and never blue

And I'm happiest when I'm with you,

I only want to be with you


I have lived through fire and rain

I've been through war and come back again

But I heard NATO cheer and shout -

Thank you God for the Brussels' sprout

Hey, everybody sing along,

Fall in love with the Brussels Griffon

I might be square but my brains show through

I'm happiest when I'm with you -

I only want to be with you


My coat is rough or smooth to touch

And oh, my people love me so much

They feed me mussels and bring me chips,

I'm proud to be Brussels' little Griff

I might be square but my brains show through

I'm only happy when I'm with you

Full of spirit and never blue

I'm happiest when I'm with you

Hey, everybody sing along

Fall in love with Brussels Griffon

A little bit square and my heart is true

I'm happiest when I'm with you

I only want to be with you.


Nancy Simmonds

©2008 Soap Opry Music

Bull Terriers


Around the world and across the nation

We bullies have a cool reputation

We're muscle bound and might look mean

But check it out, we're a love machine

All heart, all pride

Big enough to let it ride

Good love, good soul,

Good golly just let it roll


We're the dawg, we're the shakers

We're the canine gladiators


A bunch of clowns in a dog suit

We're kinda stuck in our terrible twos

Hockey night and a good cold beer

You can't resist the white cavaliers

All heart, all pride

Big enough to let it ride

Good love, good soul

Good golly, let it roll


We're the dawg, we're the shakers

We're the canine gladiators


We've got all you need without the frills

Scrappy little sports who body build


A terrier, proud as a bull,

They call us eggheads but we don't fold

We multi task from house to herd

A superdog who's a little bit nerd

All heart, all pride

Big enough to let it ride

Good love, good soul,

Good golly just let it roll


We're the dawg, we're the shakers

We're the canine gladiators



Nancy Simmonds

©May 5/2009




          Bullmastiff

               

You don't have to feel unsafe,

I'll keep trouble from your gate

Bad boys, you'd better run

One look at me and my job is done.

Besides I'm so utterly attractive,

Bullmastiff.


Cause I have got a smooth approach

I leap on those who dare to poach

All you do is give the word

I'll pin 'em down and rattle their nerves

Besides I'm so utterly attractive

Bullmastiff


     I'll make your dreams come true -

     I will defend you -


Trouble now, you'd better hide

Run before you wish you'd tried

I stand my ground with heart and soul

Let lightning strike and thunder roll

Besides I'm so utterly attractive

Bull Mastiff

Yes I'm so utterly fantastic

Bullmastiff


Nancy Simmonds

© l989 Soap Opry Music


Cane Corso


My roots go centuries back to Roma

A molessor with elegant physique

A warrior with a herding dog diploma

Protector of my land and family

I'm loyal to my keepers and children

I face each task and jump in

I'm stable but prone to suspicion

Yet not a wrinkle on my skin

I'm Cane Corso Italiano

I love you more so than sweet Rufino

Sole mio

Ti amo

I am Cane Corso Italiano


Once we were common in Italia

But almost rare by nineteen seventies

I'm slightly different from the old regalia

But still a Mastiff of nobility

I'm not a fighting dog by nature

I'd rather be like Romeo

But it's my job to warn of danger

And chase those wolves back home

I'm Cane Corso Italiano

I love you more so than vino rosso

Sole mio

Ti amo

I am Cane Corso Italiano


I'm the cutest softest bambino

My coat is brindle, black, fawn or blue

Some prefer my dazzling formentino

But any one you choose is waterproof

My love for you will be eternal

I give to you my heart

Every day I say buon giorno

Your life is mine to guard

I'm Cane Corso Italiano

I am loved more so than Valentino

Sole mio

Ti amo

I am Cane Corso Italiano

Cane Corso Italiano

I love you more so than vino rosso

Sole mio

Ti amo

I am Cane Corso Italiano


Nancy Simmonds

Soap Opry Music

Musical Tails © 2013





Nobody's As Darin' (As My Cairn)


Through all kinds of weather I've got someone I can depend on

If there's vermin that need a'scarin', my Cairn gets the job done

Climbing cliffs by the water, he's fearless and full of fire

Fast on the tail of the Otter, my sassy little wire -

Nobody's as darin' as my Cairn and he's all I care about

When we're steppin' out they're starin' at me and my Cairn


He's a shaggy workman, hearty, strong and alert

Digging through the rocky land, until he touches the earth

His look is kinda cheeky with a twinkle in his eye

And everyone who knows him says he's quite a little guy -

Nobody's as darin' as my Cairn and he's all I care about

When we're steppin' out they're starin' at me and my Cairn


He's socially adaptable in country or in town

He'll entertain you one and all with tricks from all around


Climbing cliffs by the water he's fearless and full of fire

Fast on the tail of the otter, my sassy little wire

Nobody's as darin' as my Cairn and he's all I care about

When we're steppin' out they're starin' at me and my Cairn


Nancy Simmonds

©1989 Soap Opry Music



(Cavalier King Charles Spaniel)  He's So Cavalier


He's a cheery fellow

A tiny dog of worth

His mates once thrived by the side

Of old King Charles the first

How he truly loved them -

They soon became his cause

He passed a bill, in Parliament still,

That made their presence law


He's so cavalier, my spaniel,

He's so cavalier.

Everybody knows where the little king goes

Joy is everywhere


How the ladies loved them

And the little princes too

Ruby reds, Blenheim bred,

Black and tan to name a few.

They were tiny gun dogs

Chasing oer the heath

Come the night, their appetite

Could sink the british fleet


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Their lives have been of privilege

Truly filled with bliss

Full of love, they are the ones

To wear the Buddha's' kiss

And now my little charlie

You give the world to me

I'm so proud, I sing out loud,

I feel like royalty


chorus


Nancy Simmonds

©2008 Soap Opry Music


Here Comes The Mexican (Chihuahua)


I come from Mexico to sing you this song,

You know I'll always show, I am Chihuahua.

I've never met another as clever as me,

What others do, I do better, see -

Chi-hua-hua,

Chi-hua-hua,

In my house I'm the law,

Chi-hua-hua.


I've got a lot of zip and personality,

I'm nimble and I'm quick, that is my specialty.

I travel in your arms or in a teacup,

I'll be your lucky charm, a loving little pup -

Chi-hua-hua,

Chi-hua-hua,

In my house I'm the law,

Chi-hua-hua.


I'm small but I'm proud, I'm puny but I'm loud,

So tall do I stand 'cause I know that I am -

Chi-hua-hua,

Chi-hua-hua,

In my house I'm the law,

Chi-hua-hua.


I Crossed the borderline from Tijuana,

You will never see a cuter guy on paws.

If there is some trouble and you need a helping hand,

I'll be there on the double, here comes the Mexican -

Chi-hua-hua,

Chi-hua-hua,

In my house I'm the law,

Chi-hua-hua.


I come from Mexico to sing you my song

You know I'll always show, Chi-hua-hua.



Nancy Simmonds

Soap Opry Music

© l989




(Chinese Crested)   We Can Entertain You


Ladies and gentlemen, barons and contessas

Let me introduce you to Powerpuffs and Cresteds


We have sailed the high seas, trading ships our home

Any rat that got too fat feared our African bones

We worked all day, we worked all night to earn our board and keep

But here's the price, besides the rice, it's always "me me me"


We can entertain you

We just love to tease -

Shimmy to the left, dip it to the right

Shake it for the world to see


Some wear coats like I do, fine and double weaved

Some just wear their feathers on ears and tails and feet

I have many colors while some have spotted skin

But we are all China dolls - let the show begin


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Bring me all my sunscreens, all my powder puffs

Oh see my hairless body and my smile devoid of tusks

If you get too tired we can warm your bed

Little Chinese Cresteds will dance inside their heads


chorus


Nancy Simmonds

© 2007 Soap Opry Music


Audio Clip:  Chinese Crested

Not This Chow Chow


This is my story as best I can tell

I am the Chow Chow that you love so well

My family's traced behind the China wall

I'm a working girl who loves a sleigh to haul

I'm tired of hearing the story of how

Everybody loves to eat a little chow

Ooh wee ooh wee, not this Chow Chow


I'm just an ordinary girl at heart

My black and blue tongue sets me apart

I'm very seriously true to my man

Don't expect me to love nobody but my clan

If you need a friend, I'll be your bow bow

Ooh wee ooh wee, I am the Chow Chow

Ooh wee ooh wee, Chow Chow Chow


My tail is curly, my eyes are still brown

Why does everybody think I'm mean when I frown?


I'm just dog from the far orient

And legend has it that I'm heaven sent

I've seen the world and I'm spreading the news

I'm a family dog whose blue blood runs true

If you need a friend I'll be your bow wow

Ooh wee ooh wee, I am the Chow Chow

Ooh wee ooh wee, Chow Chow Chow


Nancy Simmonds

© 1990 Soap Opry Music



Good Golly Ms. Collie


Good golly Ms. Collie you sure know how to bark

When your nose is in the air you look just like an aardvark

You've got a great big smile, drivin' all of those ladies so wild

Good golly Ms. Collie you sure know how to bark.


I love your sable darling, and that rough upon your neck

Just ask Rudd Weatherwax he'll tell you Lassie is the best

Herding ducks and herding sheep just like Little Bo Peep

Good golly Ms. Collie you sure know how to bark.


Go go, go little Collie, go - (oh bring it on home now)

Hey hey, let's go to the show - I love you so -


Your the love of my life and I know you'll never roam

Just like Lassie, my Ms. Collie I know you'll always come home

You make me feel so safe keepin' all of those wolves away

Good golly Ms. Collie, you sure know how to bark


Go go, go little Collie go - (oh bring it on home now)

Hey hey, let's go to the show - I love you so


Good golly Ms. Collie you sure know how to bark

Good golly Ms. Collie you sure got in my heart


Oh bring it on home, bring it, bring it on home now -go go little Collie go

Bring it on home, bring it on home, go go little Collie go


Nancy Simmonds/Cheryl Reynolds

© 1990 Soap Opry Music


Audio Clip: Collie

Coonhound


Well I'm the Blue Tick Coonhound, state dog of Tennessee

When it comes to singin' no voice can challenge me

A good old country dog who follows with his nose

You can run and you can hide but I'll know where you go

Rise up singin' dogs of the south

American Coonhounds, that's what it's all about


I'm the brindle Plott Hound, a smoky mountain dog

Tracking down the bears and playing chicken with the hogs

With German blood that flows from my head to my tail

I can lead the hunt through any Appalachian trail

Rise up singin' dogs of the south

American Coonhounds don't it make you wanna shout!


Well I'm the shiny Redbone, I carry my head high

Who can ignore my droopy ears or my pleading eyes

I'll chase those mountain cats and drive them from my home

Aint no bear I can't scare where the red fern grows

Rise up singin' dogs of the south

American Coonhounds that's what it's all about


Excuse me my buddies I am the Black and Tan

I'm gentle and I'm friendly and I listen to my man

My skin is quite loose fitting but looks so good on me

I can track through hot or cold, a most tenacious breed

Rise up singin' dogs of the south

American Coonhounds don't it make you wanna shout


I'm the Treeing Walker so powerful and buff

Adaptable and quick on foot with no terrain too rough

I am quick to learn and I'm dapper in three tones

I'm very fond of children - I'll make myself at home

Rise up singin' dogs of the south

American Coonhounds that's what it's all about


That leaves the English Coonhound, alert and sociable

You can tell I love this sport, you'll hear me as I bawl

I love to be in field trials and few can touch my speed

Nobody had to show me how to chase a coon to tree.

Rise up singin' dogs of the south

American Coonhounds that's what it's all about


Nancy Simmonds

© 2011 Soap Opry Music



Coton deTulear


Some say the pirates who sailed on the seas

Brought use to grace Madagascar's streets

We walked on our hind legs and made people sigh

We played with the royals and slept by their side


We are the cotton balls, shine like a star

We' are le Coton de Tulear


We have the French Bichon in our line

Italian Bolognese, also entwined

Some choose the honey bear, some black and white

Tri-colored coats or pure as the snow white


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Years upon years the world passed us by

But somehow our name and our blood has survived

We traveled to Europe, to England and France

And oh how Americans love when we dance


chorus


Take us to live in the cities and towns

We're eager to please and charm like a clown

Sweet and alert, witty and smart

A big little dog because we're all heart


chorus

We are the cotton balls, shine like a star

We are le Coton deTulear


Nancy Simmonds

© 2010 Soap Opry Music


Audio Clip:  Coton de Tulear

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(Bernese Mountain Dog)  Yodelin' Miss


I'm the yodelin' miss from the land of the Swiss

I am the Bernese Mountain Dog

Hitch me to a cart I pull with my heart

I love my people and I love my job

Back on the farm I was quick to learn

Proud to be from the Canton of Berne

Yodel-odel-ay the hurdy gurdy plays

For the Bernese Mountain Dog


I'm aristocratic, so diplomatic,

I have the soul of Switzerland

High in the hills I have plenty of skills

Nothin's too much to give my man

Back on the farm things got sad

Our breed was saved by a little rehab -

Yodel-odel-ee now we work in therapy

We're the Bernese Mountain Dogs


I'm handsome in my coat of black

With curly waves upon my back

With russet trim and snow tipped paws

And on my chest is the white Swiss cross

I'm a yodelin' miss from the land of the Swiss

The Bernese Mountain Dog


All I need is the human touch

All I dream is family

If you feel lost I'm the one to trust

I'll hold you up and take the lead

Back on the farm we only knew love

When Albert Heim gave us our own club!

Yodel-odel-ay the hurdy gurdy plays

For the Bernese Mountain Dog


Nancy Simmonds

© 2008 Soap Opry Music