It was a day in September,
as clear as I can remember.
I was visiting Kingston town,
and taking a look around.
I saw a cute little fellow,
who was looking down hearted.
When I asked what the matter could be,
he stopped to tell the story.
I had a little donkey
and he donkered like a pom -pa -lum,
pom -pa -lum
They stick him in the jail
and he ain't done nothin'
pom -pa -lum, pom -pa -lum
Got him peepin' through the bars
like a little monkey
pom -pa -lum, pom -pa -lum
The folks all say he been
a real bad donkey
pom -pa -lum, pom -pa -lum
They say he's acting like
there's rum in his hay
Pum -pa -lum, pum -pa -lum
He wasn't drunk, he just wanna play
Pum -pa -lum, pum -pa -lum
I hear they're gonna have
a trial in the morning
Pum -pa -lum, pum -pa -lum
I'm gonna tell the judge
that he ain't done nothing
Pum -pa -lum, pum -pa -lum
La la la la la la la la la la la
La la la la la la la la la la la la
First he bumped Mrs. Mary
And then he bit the policeman
Turn and broke Mr. Webster's heart
Which was almost falling apart
He started a little riot
But now there's peace
and there's quiet
See how he done emptied the street
Ain't no one to trip your feet
I had a little donkey
and it done got locked up
Pum -pa -lum, pum -pa -lum
They stick him in the jail
and he ain't done nothing
Pum -pa -lum, pum -pa -lum
Got him peepin' through the bars
like a little monkey
Pum -pa -lum, pum -pa -lum
The folks all say he been
a real bad donkey
Pum -pa -lum, pum -pa -lum
They say he's actin' like
there's rum in his day
Pum -pa -lum, pum -pa -lum
He wasn't drunk, he just wanna play
Pum -pa -lum, pum -pa -lum
Do -do -do -do -do -do -do -do -do -do -do you