Standin’ on a corner with the low-down blues A great big hole in the bottom of my shoes Honey, let me be your salty dog. 
Chorus Let me be your salty dog Or I won’t be your man at all Honey, let me be your salty dog 
Now look’a here Sal, I know you A run-down stockin’ and a worn-out shoe, 
I’s down in the wildwood, Settin’ on a log Finger on the trigger and my eye on a hog, 
I pulled that trigger and the gun let go Shot way over in Mexico, 
Two old maids a-sitting in the sand Each one wishing that the other was a man, 
God made women, He made ’em kind of funny Kiss ’em ’round the mouth, just as sweet as any honey, 
Worst day I ever had in my life When my boss caught me a-kissin’ his wife, 
Little fish, big fish, swimming in the water Come back here and marry my daughter, 
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