Prairie Dog Town

Old Peter Prairie-dog Builds him a house In Prairie-Dog Town, With a door that goes down And down and down, And a hall that goes under And under and under, Where you can't see the lightning, You can't hear the thunder, For they don't like thunder In Prairie-Dog Town.

Old Peter Prairie-Dog Digs him a cellar In Prairie-Dog Town, With a ceiling that is arched And a wall that is round, And the earth he takes out he makes into a mound. And the hall and the cellar Are dark as dark, And you can't see a spark, Not a single spark; And the way to them cannot be found.