Music and lyrics by Richie Kavanagh
I have a dog who’s name is Spot, sometimes he’s white sometimes he’s not.
Whether he’s white or whether he’s not, there’s a patch on his back that makes him spot.
He likes a bowl and he likes a ball, doesn’t care for a cat at all.
Bites the postman on the ass, never ever lets the milkman pass.
Everyday we go for a walk, sit on the bridge an’ have a talk.
Quar auld way he looks at me, think he knows what I’m saying ye see.
Down the river bank he starts, through the bushes now he darts.
Running here an’ running there, frightening rabbits, frightening hare.
I have a dog who’s name is Spot, sometimes he’s white sometimes he’s not.
Whether he’s white or whether he’s not, there’s a patch on his back that makes him Spot.
He likes a bowl an’ he likes a ball, doesn’t care for a cat at all.
Bites the postman on the ass, never ever lets the milkman pass.
The only place he wants ta be sitting, at the fire beside me knee.
Twelve a clock it’s time for bed, I lock poor Spot up in the shed.
Always gives me the sad auld eyes.
Goodnight now Spot, you’re a good auld boy.
I have a dog who’s name is Spot, sometimes he’s white sometimes he’s not.
Whether he’s white or whether he’s not, there’s a patch on his back that makes him Spot.
He likes a bowl an’ he likes a ball, doesn’t care for a cat at all.
Bites the postman on the ass, never ever lets the milkman pass.
Never ever lets the milkman pass.
Never ever lets the milkman pass.