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