“Little Brown Jug” from Assassin’s Creed Syndicate (lyrics by Eastburn)
Man and I lived all alone,
In a little log hut we called our own;
He loved gin, and I loved rum,
I tell you what we’d lots of fun.‘Tis who makes my friends my foes,
‘Tis who makes me wear old clothes,
Here you are so near my nose,
So tip her up and down she goes.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.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.If all the folks in Adam’s race,
Were gathered together in one place,
Then I’d prepare to shed a tear,
Before I part from you my dear.The rose is red, my nose is too,
Violet blue and so are you,
And yet I guess before I stop
We’d better take another drop.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.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.Ah ha, ha, Little Brown Jug,
I do love thee!Ha, ha, ha, you and me,
Little Brown Jug don’t I love thee!