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LITTLE BROWN JUG Sung by: Mrs. Russell Vaughan Recorded in Memphis, TN Click here to listen to the original recording In a little hut we called our home. She loved gin and I loved rum, I tell you what, we had some fun. Chorus: Ha, ha, ha, you and me, Little brown jug, don’t I love thee. My and my wife and a bobtail dog, Crossed the creek on a hickory log. She fell in and I got wet, Clung to the little brown jug, you bet. (Chorus) When I go toiling on my farm, Take little brown jug on my arm. Yes, she is so near my nose, I tip her up, and down she goes. (Chorus) If I had a cow that’d give such milk, I’d dress her in the finest silk. I’d feed her on the finest hay, Milk her forty times a day. (Chorus, sung twice) Also found in Randolph, Vol. III, #408; Brown, Vol. III, #33; Belden, p. 261. |
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