My Mama said if I’d be good, she’d send me to the store. She said she’d bake some gingerbread if I would sweep the floor. She said if I would make the beds and watch the telephone, She would send me out to buy a chocolate ice cream cone. And so I did, the things she said And she made me some gingerbread. Then I went out, just me alone And I bought me a chocolate ice cream cone. Now on the way home, I stubbed my toe upon a big ol’ stone. Need I tell you that I dropped my chocolate ice cream cone. A little doggy came along and took a great big lick. So I hit that little doggy with a great big stick. And he bit me, where I sit down. And he chased me all over town. And now I’m lost…can’t find my home. All because of a chocolate ice cream cone!
Good night Papa, we love you.