["Pomp and Circumstance"] ["Pomp and Circumstance"] ["Pomp and Circumstance"] ["Pomp and Circumstance"] What a dog. What a dog. He's a tramp, but they love him, Breaks a new heart every day. He's a tramp, they adore him, And I only hope he'll stay that way. He's a tramp, he's a scoundrel, He's a rounder, he's a cab. He's a tramp, but I love him, Yes, even I have got it pretty bad. You can never tell when he'll show up, He gives you plenty of trouble. I guess he's just a no-count pup, But I wish that he were double. He's a tramp, he's a rover, And there's nothing more to say. If he's a tramp, he's a good one, And I wish that I could travel his way. Wish that I could travel his way. Wish that I could travel his way.
