Текст песни My Ding-A-Ling (Live) - Berry , Chuck
When
I
was
a
little
bitty
boy
My
grandmother
bought
me
a
cute
little
toy
Silver
bells
hanging
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
to
play
with
my
ding-a-ling
My
ding-a-ling,
my
ding-a-ling
I
want
to
play
with
my
ding-a-ling
When
mama
took
me
to
Sunday
school
They
tried
to
teach
me
the
golden
rule
Every
time
the
choir
would
sing
I
would
sit
there
playin'
with
my
ding-a-ling-a-ling
My
ding-a-ling,
my
ding-a-ling
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
When
pa
started
me
to
grammar
school
I
found
a
place
in
the
best
of
youth
And
every
time
the
bell
would
ring
They
would
catch
me
playin'
with
my
ding-a-ling-a-ling
My
ding-a-ling,
my
ding-a-ling
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
Once
I
was
climbing
the
garden
wall
Oh
and
I
had
an
awful
fall
I
fell
so
hard,
I
heard
bells
ring
But
I
never
let
go
of
my
ding-a-ling-a-ling
My
ding-a-ling,
my
ding-a-ling
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
I
remember
the
girl
next
door
We
used
to
play
house
on
the
kitchen
floor
She
would
be
the
queen,
I
would
be
the
king
Together
we
played
with
my
ding-a-ling-a-ling
My
ding-a-ling,
my
ding-a-ling
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
This
here
song
it
ain't
so
sad
To
those
of
you
who
never
had
Silver
bells
hanging
on
a
string
So
you
could
play
with
your
ding-a-ling
My
ding-a-ling,
my
ding-a-ling
I
want
to
play
with
my
ding-a-ling
My
ding-a-ling,
my
ding-a-ling
Oh,
come
on,
now
everybody
sing
now
My
ding-a-ling,
my
ding-a-ling
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
once
more
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