Who’s Going Down To Town

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Whiskey by the gallon
sugar by the pound
Great big bowl to put it in
And a spoon to stir it round

    Who’s going down to town
    Who’s going down to town
    Who’s going down to Welmingtown
    To carry my tobacco round

Once I had an old coon dog
And I wish I had him back
He chase the big dogs over the fence
And the little ones through the cracks

And once I had a little girl
I brought her from the south
She’s braid her hair so doggone tight
She couldn’t close her mouth