Little Brown Jug Traditional - Joseph Winner My wife and I lived all alone In a little hut we call our own She loves gin and I love rum And we have such lots of fun    Ha-ha-ha, hee-hee-hee    Little brown jug don’t I love thee    Ha-ha-ha, hee-hee-hee    Little brown jug don’t I love thee When I go toilin’ on my farm I take the little brown jug under my arm I place it under a shady tree Little brown jug, it’s you and me 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 fourty times a day The rose is red, my nose is too The violet is blue, and so are you And yet I guess, before I stop We’d better take another drop   alles-uke.de