Little Brown Jug

My wife and I lived all alone in a little but we call our own
She loves gin and I love rum tell you what don't we have 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

It's you that makes my friends suppose it's you that makes me wear old clothes
Well here you are so near my nose so tip her up and down she goes

Ha ha ha you and me...
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When I go toiling on my farm a little brown jug underneath my arm
Sit beneath some shady tree a little brown jug don't I love thee

Ha ha ha you and me...

IThe rose is red my nose is too the violet's blue and so are you
And I guess before I stop I'd better take another drop
Ha ha ha ha ha ha