Marc Gunn & The Dubliners' Tabby Cats A Cat Named Rover
A cat named Rover came over the hill
Jumping through the grass so shady
He yowled and meowed till some stones flew down
But he won the purrs of a lady kitty
Meow-dee-do, meow-dee-mew-dah-day
Meow-dee-do, meow-dee-day-dee
He yowled and meowed till some stones flew down
But he won the purrs of a lady kitty
She left her favorite scratching post
She left her Manx cat lover
She left her human and fancy feast bowl
For a yowling cat named Rover
She left behind her feathery cat wand
The shoes she shredded of Spanish leather
They yowled and meowed, then some boots flew down
As they ran off together
Last night, she napped on a goose feather bed
Ripped a hole in the covers
Tonight no feathers will be in her mouth
As she sleeps next to a cat named Rover
Her human walked all around the hills
He searched the valley all over
Sought the Persian that he combed each night
And that cursed tomcat named Rover
He came at last to a grassy knoll
With a willow tree's leaves bent over
A large cat sat still as he cleaned his tail
He recognized the cat named Rover
"How can you leave your plush cat bed?
The finest fancy feast can ripped open?
How can you leave your Manx cat love
All for a cat named Rover?
"He is no dog despite his name
You'll never catch him rolling over
He'll sire strong kittens and win any cat fight
Because he is a cat named him Rover."