Oh, when I go a -toiling on my farm
I take a little brown jug under my arm
Sit it under some shady tree
Little brown jug, don't I love thee?
Little brown jug, don't I love thee?
Little brown jug, don't I love thee?
Crossed a creek on a hickory log
Log it broke and we fell in
Me and my man and his jug of gin
A little brown jug, don't I love thee?
A little brown jug, don't I love thee?
If I had a cow that gave such milk
I'd dress her up in the finest silk
Feed her on the choicest hay
and milk her twenty times a day.
little brown jug, don't I love thee?
little brown jug, don't I love thee?