When I was a little bitty boy<br /> my grandmother bought me a cute little toy<br /> Silver bells hangin' on a string<br /> she told me it was my ding a ling <br /> <br /> My ding a ling, my ding a ling<br /> I want to play with my ding a ling<br /> My ding a ling, my ding a ling<br /> I want to play with my ding a ling <br /> <br /> And then mother took me to Grammer School<br /> But I stopped all in the vestibule<br /> Every time that bell would ring<br /> catched me playin' with my ding a ling <br /> <br /> Once I was climbing the garden wall<br /> I slipped and had a terrible fall<br /> I fell so hard I heard bells ring<br /> but held on to my ding a ling <br /> <br /> Once I was swimming cross Turtle creek<br /> many snappers all around my feet<br /> Shure was hard swimming cross that thing<br /> with both hands holdin' my ding a ling <br /> <br /> This here song it ain't so sad<br /> the cutest little song you ever had<br /> those of you who will not sing<br /> You must be playin' with your own ding a ling<br /> My ding a ling <br />