Lyrics Saro Jane (From the Album The Kingston Trio) - The Kingston Trio

Saro Jane (From the Album The Kingston Trio)

Come on and rock-about my Saro Jane
Come on and rock-about my Saro Jane
Oh, there’s nothing to do but to sit down and sing and rock-about my Saro Jane
I’ve got a wife and five little children.
Believe I’ll take a trip on the big
Macmillan.
Oh, Saro Jane
A guy like me don’t have no home.
I make my livin' on my shoulder bone.
Oh, Sara Jane.
Oh, Saro Jane.
Oh, Saro Jane
Come on and rock-about my Saro Jane
Come on and rock-about my Saro Jane
Oh, there’s nothing to do but to sit down and sing and rock-about my Saro Jane
Woke up this mornin' feeling mighty mean, thinkin' 'bout my good gal in New
Orleans.
Oh, Saro Jane
Fireman, keep those boilers hot.
I want to reach town by six o’clock.
Oh, Saro Jane.
Oh, Saro Jane.
Oh, Saro Jane
Come on and rock-about my Saro Jane
Come on and rock-about my Saro Jane
Oh, there’s nothing to do but to sit down and sing and rock-about my Saro Jane
Back’s getting' tired and shoulder’s gettin' sore.
Each sack is bigger than the
one before.
Oh, Saro Jane
A rock in my stomach and a watchin' my head.
Gettin' superstitious 'bout my
pork and bread.
Oh, Saro Jane.
Oh, Saro Jane
Come on and rock-about my Saro Jane
Come on and rock-about my Saro Jane
Oh, there’s nothing to do but to sit down and sing and rock-about my Saro Jane