Campfire Songs
Run by the Retired Scouter.

Retired Scouter Campfire Songs 


Little Brown Jug


My wife and I liv'd all alone,
In a little log-hut we called our own,
She lov'd gin and I lov'd rum,
I tell you what, we'd lots of fun.

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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,
I place it under a shady tree-
Little "Brown Jug" 'tis you and me.

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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.

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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.

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