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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.

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