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Album: Miscellaneous (1996)
Artists: Glenn Miller

  1. A Nightingale Sang In Berkeley Square
  2. A Nightingale Sang In Berkeley Square
  3. Always In My Heart
  4. Anthem For Doomed Youth
  5. At Last
  6. At Last
  7. Blue Orchids
  8. Blue Rain
  9. Blueberry Hill
  10. Careless
  11. Chattanooga Choo Choo
  12. Crosstown
  13. Devil May Care
  14. Don't Sit Under The Apple Tree
  15. Elmer's Tune
  16. Ev'rything I Love
  17. Faithful Forever
  18. Five O'clock Whistle
  19. Fools Rush In
  20. Gaucho Serenade
  21. Georgia On My Mind
  22. Handful Of Stars
  23. Humpty Dumpty Heart
  24. I Guess I'll Have To Dream The Rest
  25. I'm Stepping Out With A Memory Tonight
  26. I've Got A Gal In Kalamazoo
  27. Imagination
  28. In An Old Dutch Garden
  29. In The Mood
  30. Indian Summer
  31. Jukebox Saturday Night
  32. Little Brown Jug
  33. Moonlight Serenade
  34. Orange Blosom Lane
  35. Over The Rainbow
  36. Serenade In Blue
  37. Tuxedo Junction


Glenn Miller
Miscellaneous
Little Brown Jug
Me and my wife live all alone
In a little log hut we're all 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;
I'ut 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 violets blue and so are you;
And yet, I guess, before I stop,
We'd better take another drop.
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