| lyric | 1. My wife and I live all alone,
in a little log hut we call our own;
she loves gin and I love rum,
I’ll tell you what, we’ve lots of fun.
Refrain:
Ha, ha, ha, you and me,
little brown jug, don’t I love them?
Ha, ha, ha, you and me,
little brown jug, don’t I love thee?
2. ’Tis you who makes my friends my foes,
’Tis you who makes me wear old clothes;
Here you are, so near my nose,
So tip her up, and down she goes.
3. If I’d a cow that gave such milk
I’d clothe her in the finest silk;
I’d feed her on the choicest hay,
And milk her forty times a day.
4. The rose is red, my nose is, too,
The violet’s blue and so are you;
Yet, I guess before I stop,
We’d better take another drop. |