rock-a-bout
rock-a-bout
rock-a-bout
come on and rock-about my saro jane
come on and rock-about my saro jane
oh
there's nothing to do but to sit down and sing and rock-about my saro jane
i've got a wife and five little children
believe i'll take a trip on the big macmillan. oh
saro jane
a guy like me don't have no home
i make my livin' on my shoulder bone
oh
sara jane. oh
saro jane. oh
saro jane
come on and rock-about my saro jane
come on and rock-about my saro jane
oh
there's nothing to do but to sit down and sing and rock-about my saro jane
woke up this mornin' feeling mighty mean
thinkin' 'bout my good gal in new orleans
oh
saro jane
fireman
keep those boilers hot. i want to reach town by six o'clock
oh
saro jane. oh
saro jane. oh
saro jane
come on and rock-about my saro jane
come on and rock-about my saro jane
oh
there's nothing to do but to sit down and sing and rock-about my saro jane
back's getting' tired and shoulder's gettin' sore
each sack is bigger than the one before. oh
saro jane
a rock in my stomach and a watchin' my head
gettin' superstitious 'bout my pork and bread
oh
saro jane. oh
saro jane
come on and rock-about my saro jane
come on and rock-about my saro jane
oh
there's nothing to do but to sit down and sing and rock-about my saro jane