Old Dog Tray’s ever faithful,
Grief can not drive him away
He’s gentle, he is kind, I’ll never, never find,
A better friend than old Dog Tray,
The forms I call’d my own, have vanish’d one by one,
The loved ones, the dear ones, have all pass’d away;
Their happy smiles have flown, their gentle voices gone,
I have nothing left but old Dog Tray.
Old Dog Tray’s ever faithful,
Grief can never drive him away,
He’s gentle, he is kind; I’ll never, never find,
A better friend than old Dog Tray.
When thoughts recall the past, his eyes are on me cast,
I know that he feels what my breaking heart would say,
Although he can not speak, I’ll vainly, vainly seek,
A better friend than old Dog Tray.
Old Dog Tray’s ever faithful,
Grief can not drive him away,
He’s gentle, he is kind; I’ll never, never find.
A better friend than old Dog Tray.