Il testo della Little brown jug

My wife and i lived all alone,
In a little log hut we called our own;
She loved gin and i loved rum,
I tell you what, we’d lots 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.
If all the folks in adam’s race,
Were gathered together in one place;
Then i’d prepare to shes a tear,
Before i’d part from you, my dear.

’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.

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.
If all the folks in adam’s race,
Were gathered together in one place;
Then i’d prepare to shes a tear,
Before i’d part from you, my dear.

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.

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.
If all the folks in adam’s race,
Were gathered together in one place;
Then i’d prepare to shes a tear,
Before i’d part from you, my dear.

When i go toiling to my farm,
I take little brown jug under my arm;
I place it under a shady tree,
Little brown jug, ’tis you and me.

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.
If all the folks in adam’s race,
Were gathered together in one place;
Then i’d prepare to shes a tear,
Before i’d part from you, my dear.

The rose is red, my nose is, too,
The violet’s blue, and so are you;
And yet i guess before i stop
We’d better take another drop.

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.
If all the folks in adam’s race,
Were gathered together in one place;
Then i’d prepare to shes a tear,
Before i’d part from you, my dear.