My Ding a Ling

Chuck Berry

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Tom:
D G When I was a little biddy boy
A D my grandmother bought me a cute little toy.
D G Silver bells hanging on a string,
A D she told me it was my ding-a-ling-a-ling
D G My ding-a-ling, my ding-a-ling,
A D won't you play with my ding-a-ling.
G My ding-a-ling, my ding-a-ling,
A D won't you play with my ding-a-ling.
D G And then mama took me to grammar school,
A D but I stopped off in the vestibule,
G Ev'rytime that bell would ring
A D catch me playing with my ding-a-ling.
D G Once I was climbing the garden walls,
A D I slipped and had a terrible fall.
D G I fell so hard I heard bells ring,
A D but held on to my ding-a-ling
D G Once I was swimming cross turtle creek,
A D man them snappers all around my feet.
D G Sure was hard swimming cross that thing,
A D with both hands holding my ding-a-ling-a-ling.
D G Now this here song it ain't so sad,
A D the cuttest little song that you ever had.
D G Those of you who will not sing,
A D you must be playing with your own ding-a-ling.
D G Oh, your ding-a-ling, your ding-a-ling,
A D we saw you playing with your ding-a-ling.
G Oh, my ding-a-ling, ev'rybody sing,
A D I want to play with my ding-a-ling.
D G My ding-a-ling, my ding-a-ling,
A D won't you play with my ding-a-ling.
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