Tom: D D G 1. 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 2. 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. + REFRAIN D G 3. 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 3. 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. + REFRAIN D G 5. 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. + REFRAIN D G 6. 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.
