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Glenn Miller - Little Brown Jug Lyrics

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  • 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!
  • Chorus:
  • 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. '
  • '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 shed 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.

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