Rolling The Woodpile

Rolling rolling

Rolling the whole world around-a
That fine gal of mine's on the Georgia line

And we'll roll the woodpile down

A way down south where the cocks do crow
Way down in Florida
Them gals all dance to the old banjo
As they roll the woodpile down
Oh what can you do in Tampa bay
Way down in Florida
But give them yellow girls all your pay
And we'll roll the woodpile down

Rolling rolling
Rolling the whole world around-a
That fine gal of mine's on the Georgia line

And we'll roll the woodpile down

Rolling rolling

Rolling the whole world around-a
That fine gal of mine's on the Georgia line

And we'll roll the woodpile down

When I was a young man in me prime
Way down in Florida
I'd take them yellow girls two a time
And we'll roll the woodpile down
We'll roll him high
And we'll roll him low
Way down in Florida
We'll heave him up and away we'll go
And we'll roll the woodpile down

Rolling rolling
Rolling the whole world around-a
That fine gal of mine's on the Georgia line

And we 'll roll the woodpile down

Rolling rolling

Rolling the whole world around-a
That fine gal of mine's on the Georgia line

And we'll roll the woodpile down

My dear old mother she wrote to me
Way down in Florida
Oh my little son
Come from the sea
And we'll roll the woodpile down
She sent me money
She sent me clothes
Way down in Florida
I drank the money and I pawned my clothes
And we'll roll the woodpile down

Rolling rolling

Rolling the whole world around-a
That fine gal of mine's on the Georgia line

And we'll roll the woodpile down

Rolling rolling
Rolling the whole world around-a
That fine gal of mine's on the Georgia line

And we'll roll the woodpile down
That fine gal of mine's on the Georgia line
And we'll roll the woodpile down