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| This is a well known drinking song. Which may have been written by Joseph A. Winner (1837-1918). |
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 we had 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. 'Tis you who makes my friends and 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. When I go toiling to my farm I take little brown jug under my arm, Place him 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 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. The rose is red, my nose is too The violet's blue and so are you; And yet I guess, before I stop I'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. |
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From
The Fireside Book of Favorite American Songs See Bibliography for full information. |
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