Woodpile

Ah-way down South where the cocks do crow (hey)
(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 fine gal a-mine's on the Georgia line
And we'll roll the woodpile down!

Oh, what can you do in Tampa Bay? (hey)
(Way down in Florida)
But give them pretty girls all your pay
(And we'll roll the woodpile down)

Rollin' (Rollin) Rollin' (Rollin)
Rollin' the whole world round
That fine gal a-mine's on the Georgia line
And we'll roll the woodpile down

We'll roll'em high, and we'll roll'em low! (hey)
(Way down in Florida)
We'll roll'er up and away we'll go
(And we'll roll the woodpile down)

Rollin' (Rollin) Rollin' (Rollin)
Rollin' the whole world round
That fine gal a-mine's on the Georgia line
And we'll roll the woodpile down

Oh, roust and bust her is the cry (hey)
(Way down in Florida)
A sailor's wage is never high
(And we'll roll the woodpile down)

Rollin' (Rollin) Rollin' (Rollin)
Rollin' the whole world round
That fine gal a-mine's on the Georgia line
And we'll roll the woodpile down

Oh, one more pull and that will do (hey)
(Way down in Florida)
For we're the boys to kick her through
(And we'll roll the woodpile down)

Rollin' (Rollin) Rollin' (Rollin)
Rollin' the whole world round
That fine gal a-mine's on the Georgia line
And we'll roll the woodpile down



Credits
Writer(s): David Robinson, Andrew Robert Yates, Jonathan Michael Peter Darley, Robert James Alexander Sattin, Anna Cornish
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