Original Blues, Rock & Country for the Soul
Story behind the song
This is Fozzie's story, he died at only 17 weeks old in his rescuer's arms, his mother sadly could not be rescued at the same time.
Lyrics
Hello my name is Fozzie bear
I live up here in heaven's clouds
I only lived a little while
I died in someone special's arms
Oh she was good and kind to me
And she told me I was very sweet
She cared for me and I was brave
I really wish I could have stayed
But I was born in a puppy mill
My mum and me were very ill
My friends and I we felt so sad
To live without a human hand
Puppy mills are very cold
And in the summer there is no shade
Whoever made a puppy mill
Never had a waggy tail
Puppy mills are much too small
They are not happy homes, I know
They are not friendly, only walls
And little pups they cannot grow
But I was born in a puppy mill
My mum and me were very ill
My friends and I we felt so sad
To live without a human hand
Some people buy a pretty pup
And take him home then give him up
Sometimes the pups are very ill
Because they came from a puppy mill
This is my story it is true
I'm telling you so you will know
Please do not buy, but give a home
To dogs in shelters all alone
Cos I was born in a puppy mill
My mum and me were very ill
My friends and I we felt so sad
To live without a human hand
Hello my name is Fozzie bear
I live up here in heaven's clouds
I only lived a little while
I died in someone special's arms
Oh she was good and kind to me
And she told me I was very sweet
She cared for me and I was brave
I really wish I could have stayed
But I was born in a puppy mill
My mum and me were very ill
My friends and I we felt so sad
To live without a human hand
© Maria Daines/Paul Killington
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(mcps) ASCAP
20.5.06
