Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Little Brown Jug, artist - Glenn Miller. Date of issue: 13.01.2018
Song language: English
Little Brown Jug |
| Me and my wife live all alone |
| In a little log hut we’re all our own; |
| She loves gin and I love rum |
| And don’t we have a lot 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 the farm |
| I take the little jug under my arm; |
| Place it under a shady tree |
| Little brown jug, 'tis you and me. |
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| 'Tis you that makes me friends and foes |
| 'Tis you that makes me wear old clothes; |
| But, seeing you’re so near my nose |
| Tip her up and down she goes |
| If all the folks in Adam’s race |
| Were gathered together in one place |
| Then I’d prepare to she’d a tear (I'd let them go without a tear) |
| Before I’d part from you, my dear |
| If I’d a cow that gave such milk |
| I’d dress her in the finest silk; |
| Feed her up on oats and hay |
| And milk her twenty times a day |
| I bought a cow from Farmer Jones |
| And she was nothing but skin and bones; |
| I fed her up as fine as silk |
| She jumped the fence and strained her milk |
| And when I die don’t bury me at all |
| Just pickle my bones in alcohol; |
| I’ut a bottle o' booze at my head and feet |
| And then I know that I will keep |
| The rose is red, my nose is too |
| The violets blue and so are you; |
| And yet, I guess, before I stop |
| We’d better take another drop |