Dave Bartholomew - My Ding-A-Ling lyrics

When I was a little biddy boy My grandmother bought me a cute little toy Silver bells hangin' on a string She told me it was my ding-a-ling-a-ling! Oh, my ding-a-ling, my ding-a-ling I want you to play with my ding-a-ling! My ding-a-ling, my ding-a-ling I want you to play with my ding-a-ling! Then momma took me to Sunday school They tried to teach me the golden rule Ev'rytime the choir would sing I'd take out my ding-a-ling-a-ling! Oh, my ding-a-ling... And then momma took me to Grammar school But I stopped off in the vestibule Ev'ry time that bell would ring Catch me playin' with my ding-a-ling-a-ling! Oh, my ding-a-ling... Once I was climbin' the garden wall I slipped and had a terrible fall I fell so hard I heard bells ring But held on to my ding-a-ling-a-ling! Oh, my ding-a-ling... I remember the girl next door We used to play house on the kitchen floor She'd be the queen, I'd be the king And I let her play with my ding-a-ling-a-ling! Oh, my ding-a-ling... Once I was swimmin' 'cross Turtle Creek Man, them snappers all around my feet Sure was hard swimmin' 'cross that thing With both hands holdin' my ding-a-ling-a-ling! Oh, my ding-a-ling... The girl downstairs, she's a big and bold Grandma warned me, she's too old She used to take me swingin' in a schoolyard swing Swing down and take my ding-a-ling-a-ling! Oh, my ding-a-ling... This here song it ain't so sad The cutest little song you ever had Those of you who will not sing You must be playin' with your own ding-a-ling! Oh, your ding-a-ling, oh, your ding-a-ling We saw you playin' with your ding-a-ling! Well, my ding-a-ling, everybody sing I want to play with my ding-a-ling! My ding-a-ling, my ding-a-ling I want to play with my ding-a-ling!