Captain Wedderburn

Way down south where the whale-fish blow 
 Way down in Florida 
 The girls all dance to the roll-and-go 
 And we'll roll the woodpile down 

 When I was a young man in my prime 
 Way down in Florida 
 I was courting pretty girls two at a time 
 And we'll roll the woodpile down 

 Rolling! Rolling! 
 Rolling the whole world 'round 
 That fine girl of mine's on the Georgia Line 
 And we'll roll the woodpile down 

 But now I'm old and getting grey 
 Way down in Florida 
 I can only manage one a day 
 And we'll roll the woodpile down 

 Rolling! Rolling! 
 Rolling the whole world 'round 
 That fine girl of mine's on the Georgia Line 
 And we'll roll the woodpile down 

 We'll haul 'em high and we'll haul 'em low 
 We'll bust their blocks and away we'll go 
 Oh "rouse 'em, buster!" is the cry 
 A poor man's wage is never high 

 Rolling! Rolling! 
 Rolling the whole world 'round 
 That fine girl of mine's on the Georgia Line 
 And we'll roll the woodpile down 

 Rolling! Rolling! 
 Rolling the whole world 'round 
 That fine girl of mine's on the Georgia Line 
 And we'll roll the woodpile down 

 Rolling! Rolling! 
 Rolling the whole world 'round 
 That fine girl of mine's on the Georgia Line 
 And we'll roll the woodpile down 

 That fine girl of mine's on the Georgia Line 
 And we'll roll the woodpile down