My Ding A Ling

When i was a little bitty boy
My grandmother bought me a cute little toy
Silver bells hangin on a string
She told it was my ding a ling a ling

My ding a ling , my ding a ling…
Wont you play with my ding a ling

My ding a ling , my ding a ling…
Wont you play with my ding a ling

And then mama to grammar school
But i stopped in the best of you
Every time that bell would ring
Catch me playing with my ding a ling a ling

My ding a ling , my ding a ling…

Wont you play with my ding a ling

My ding a ling , my ding a ling…
Wont you play with my ding a ling

Once i was climping the garden wall
I slipped and had a terrible fall
I fell so hard i heard bells ring
But held on to my ding a ling a ling

My ding a ling , my ding a ling…
Wont you play with my ding a ling

My ding a ling , my ding a ling…
Wont you play with my ding a ling

Once i was swiming though turtle creek
Man little snappers all around my feet
Sure was hard swimming across that thing
With both hands holding my ding a ling a ling

My ding a ling , my ding a ling…
Wont you play with my ding a ling

My ding a ling , my ding a ling…
Wont you play with my ding a ling

This here song it aint so sad
The cutes little song you ever had
Those of you who will not sing
You must be playing with your own ding a ling

My ding a ling , my ding a ling…
Wont you play with my ding a ling

My ding a ling , my ding a ling…
Wont you play with my ding a ling

My ding a ling , my ding a ling…
Wont you play with my ding a ling

My ding a ling , my ding a ling…
Wont you play with my ding a ling