Newspapers wrote him up now / His name's on everybody's lips
Mrs. Culpepper's dog's a big band enthusiast
He's a pedigree with a minor key
He's a canine with a C sharp nine
Sammy the dog has learned to play trombone
He starts blowin' at midnight / Wakes up the whole neighborhood
He's worse than a catfight / But no one cares 'cause he sounds so good
He won't fetch a stick or lick your hand
He loves Spike Jones and Dixieland
Sammy the dog has learned to play trombone
In L.A. and London / The critics are all fallin' down
The next great pop superstar's a / Two foot tall ba**et hound
He's a dropout from pet school
Now he's top dog where the cats are cool
Sammy the dog has learned to play trombone
Sammy the dog has learned to play trombone
Sammy the dog has learned to play trombone