'Twas an odd dog that was getting frisky,
Lived with Old Ma who had cab'netry.
What did she care if the mutt was trouble.
What did she care if not pedigreed.

Old Ma Hubbard,
She searched her cupboard.
She looked for somethin',
But, lo, found nothin'.
She just freaked, groanin'.
She found no bone for her dog.

She went to baker's
To buy some fresh bread.
And when she got back,
She found her dog dead.
And Old Ma Hubbard,
She just freaked, mournin' her loss.

Knew she'd need a coffin box,
To undertaker's, Old Ma did trot.
Bought one there,
Then came back.
She saw the little mutt,
And the dog just laughed.

Got a clean dish
To put some tripe in.
She saw the thin lips
The dog had pipe in.
And Old Ma Hubbard,
She just freaked, scoldin' her dog.

Doggy craved beer and some wine for sipping.
Doggy did tricks, how she was dismayed.
Sat in the chair, then it stood on its head.
Hubbard was stressed by the tricks it played.

Went to buy
Her dog some fruit.
When she got back,
Dog played the flute.
Went to buy
Her dog a coat.
When she got back,
Saw dog on goat.

Dog was feeding cat, then getting jiggy,
She had bought a hat, then bought a wig.
She bought some shoes, dog was reading the news.
She screamed a scream in a voice so big.

Old Ma Hubbard,
Sat down and muttered.
She'd just bought linen,
Her dog was spinnin'.
She just freaked, loathin',
She saw fine clothing on dog.

Odd, old Rover, moreover, kept floorin' Ma...

She made a curtsy,
Dog's bow was fervent.
And Old Ma Hubbard
Became its servant.
But old, fat Rover,
It just replied with, "Bow-wow."

Odd, old Rover freaked Hubbard, and how.

She could see, to her delight,
Doggy was dancin', could read and write.
Served it wine,
Fed it quail.
It got a little drunk,
And it wagged its tail.

Ma got worried,
Her dog lay dyin'.
She built the big shrine
Her dog reclines in.
Now Old Ma Hubbard,
She just keeps hopin' she's wrong.