Little Brown Jug |
My wife and I live all alone,
In a little log hut we call our own. She loves gin and I love rum, I tell you we have lots of fun! |
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Ha, ha, ha, you and me,
Little brown jug, don't I love thee! Ha, ha, ha, you and me, Little brown jug, don't I love thee! |
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When I go toiling on my farm
I take little brown jug under my arm. I place him under a shady tree, Little brown jug, 'tis you and me! |
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Ha, ha, ha, you and me,
Little brown jug, don't I love thee! Ha, ha, ha, you and me, Little brown jug, don't I love thee! |
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If I'd a cow that gave such milk,
I'd clothe her in the finest silk; Feed her up on oats and hay, And milk her twenty times a day! |
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Ha, ha, ha, you and me,
Little brown jug, don't I love thee! Ha, ha, ha, you and me, Little brown jug, don't I love thee! |
Although this seems to be a favorite on
children's recordings, it is a well-known drinking song. It may
have been written by Joseph A. Winner (1837-1918). More
words.
Midi: Little Brown Jug