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little brown jug

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Bonnie Thompson on thu 18 oct 01


>Janet kaiser wrote:
>
>> "Ha! Ha! Ha!
>> Hee! Hee! Hee!
>> Little Brown Jug
> > O, I love thee!"
>>
>When I go hunting on my farm,

I take little brown jug under my arm,
put it 'neath some shady tree,
then I am happy as can be.

Refrain again.

That's all I remember!



Hey, does anyone know whether Persimmon (the cone 6 glaze that you
then refire to cone 06 to get a gorgeous red) is food safe?

Bonnie Thompson


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Ann Brink on thu 18 oct 01


The one verse I remember goes:

My wife and I live all alone
In a little brown hut we call our own
My wife loves gin and I love rum
And that way we have lots of fun!

Ann Brink in CA


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Subject: Little Brown Jug


> >Janet kaiser wrote:
> >
> >> "Ha! Ha! Ha!
> >> Hee! Hee! Hee!
> >> Little Brown Jug
> > > O, I love thee!"
> >>
> >When I go hunting on my farm,
>
> I take little brown jug under my arm,
> put it 'neath some shady tree,
> then I am happy as can be.
>
> Refrain again.
>
> That's all I remember!
>
>
>
> Hey, does anyone know whether Persimmon (the cone 6 glaze that you
> then refire to cone 06 to get a gorgeous red) is food safe?
>
> Bonnie Thompson
>
>
>
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___
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> >melpots@pclink.com.
>
> --
> Manager, UNH Computer Store
> 54 College Road - CIS Center
> Durham NH 03824
>
> Phone: 603 862-3675
> Fax: 603 862-3567
>
>
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DEBBYGrant@AOL.COM on thu 18 oct 01


The way I learned the refrain was:

Ha, ha ha,
You and me
Little brown jug
How I love thee.

For what it's worth.

Debby Grant in NH

Neil Berkowitz on thu 18 oct 01



The Digital Tradition, a great database of traditional song () has one
set of lyrics:


LITTLE BROWN JUG


Me and my wife live all alone

In a little log hut we call our own;

She loves gin and I love rum,

And don't we have a lot of fun!


Chorus:

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 on the farm

I take the little jug under my arm;

Place it under a shady tree,

Little brown jug,'tis you and me.


'Tis you that makes me friends and foes,

'Tis you that makes me wear old clothes;

But, seeing you're so near my nose,

Tip her up and down she goes.


If all the folks in Adam's race

Were gathered together in one place,

Then I'd prepare to shed a tear (I'd let them go without a tear)

Before I'd part from you, my dear.


If I'd a cow that gave such milk,

I'd dress her in the finest silk;

Feed her up on oats and hay,

And milk her twenty times a day.


I bought a cow from Farmer Jones,

And she was nothing but skin and bones;

I fed her up as fine as silk,

She jumped the fence and strained her milk.


And when I die don't bury me at all,

Just pickle my bones in alcohol;

Put a bottle o' booze at my head and feet

And then I know that I will keep.


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.


From American Ballads and Folk Songs, Lomax

Note: Student Songs attributes tp R. A. Eastburn MS

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