Oh way down south where the cocks do crow
Way down in Florida
Them girls all dance to the old banjo
And we’ll roll the woodpile down!
Rollin’! Rollin’! Rollin’! Rollin’!
Rollin’ the whole world ‘round
That girl of mine on the Georgia Line
And we’ll roll the woodpile down!
We’ll roll him high and we’ll roll him low
We’ll heave him up and away we’ll go
Oh, roust and bust her is the cry
A sailor’s wage is never high
O Curly goes on the ol’ ran-tan
O Curly’s jist a Down-East man
Oh one more heave and that’ll do
For we’re the bullies to kick her through