Oh where, oh where, has our little dog gone, Oh where, oh where, can he be, He left one cold, December morn, Leaving his masters to grieve. Oh where, oh where, has our little dog gone, Oh where, oh where can he be, We missed our chance to say goodbye, Now God has set him free. Oh where, oh where, has our little dog gone, Oh Zeppo, where can you be, We pray you’ve arrived at Rainbow Bridge, To await your mommy and me. J.D. Duvall