Bellowhead - Roll The Woodpile Down lyrics

Way down south where the whale-fish blow Way down in Florida The girls all dance to the roll-and-go And we'll roll the woodpile down When I was a young man in my prime Way down in Florida I was courting pretty girls two at a time And we'll roll the woodpile down Rolling! Rolling! Rolling the whole world 'round That fine girl of mine's on the Georgia Line And we'll roll the woodpile down But now I'm old and getting grey Way down in Florida I can only manage one a day And we'll roll the woodpile down Rolling! Rolling! Rolling the whole world 'round That fine girl of mine's on the Georgia Line And we'll roll the woodpile down We'll haul 'em high and we'll haul 'em low We'll bust their blocks and away we'll go Oh "rouse 'em, buster!" is the cry A poor man's wage is never high Rolling! Rolling! Rolling the whole world 'round That fine girl of mine's on the Georgia Line And we'll roll the woodpile down Rolling! Rolling! Rolling the whole world 'round That fine girl of mine's on the Georgia Line And we'll roll the woodpile down Rolling! Rolling! Rolling the whole world 'round That fine girl of mine's on the Georgia Line And we'll roll the woodpile down That fine girl of mine's on the Georgia Line And we'll roll the woodpile down