The Bad Donkey (Pum-Pa-Lum) - Steve Lawrence

There was a day in September

As clear as I can remember

I was visiting Kingston town

And taking a look around

I saw a cute little fellow

Who was looking downhearted

When I asked what the matter could be

He stopped to tell the story

I had a little donkey

And he done got locked up

Pum pa lum (pum pa lum)

They stick him in the jail

And he ain’t done nothing

Pum pa lum (pum pa lum)

Got him peeping through the bars

Like a little monkey

Pum pa lum (pum pa lum)

The folks all say

He been a real bad donkey

Pum pa lum (pum pa lum)

They say he’s acting

Like there’s rum in his hay

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He wasn’t drunk

He just wanna play

Pum pa lum (pum pa lum)

I hear they’re gonna

Have a trial in the morning

Pum pa lum (pum pa lum)

I’m gonna tell the judge

That he ain’t done nothing

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La la la la la…

First he bumped Mrs. Mary

And then he bite the policeman

Turn and broke Mr. Webster’s cart

Which was almost fallen apart

He started a little riot

But now there’s peace and there’s quiet

See how he done empty the street

Ain’t no one to trip your feet

I had a little donkey

And he done got locked up

Pum pa lum (pum pa lum)

They stick him in the jail

And he ain’t done nothing

Pum pa lum (pum pa lum)

Got him peeping through the bars

Like a little monkey

Pum pa lum (pum pa lum)

The folks all say

He been a real bad donkey

Pum pa lum (pum pa lum)

They say he’s acting

Like there’s rum in his hay

Pum pa lum (pum pa lum)

He wasn’t drunk

He just wanna play

Pum pa lum (pum pa lum)