Little Brown Jug

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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!
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!
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!
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!
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!
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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Rena, Georgia

17 August 2015 at 12:29am

This was always one of the family favorites in 1920s-40s.

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Abby, United States

5 September 2011 at 9:48pm

My Dad sings this song while he cooks. It's really funny!

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