Now brave boys I'm touching on sixty, but I'm very spry And you can't find a man that has tried his luck more times than I For years I've looked around for a woman with a few spare pound I know I can find her and I'll tell thee why [Chorus] Oh the casn't k** cooch will never die No, the casn't k** cooch, no matter just how much they try When things go wrong boys, don't curse nor fret Call the casn't k** cooch and I'll get there yet Well once I were courtin' a pretty little girl up on Ark Tree Hill Not just because her father had a farm and a cider mill But one day he says "John, they got to hurry on" For his love of his little brown jug was more than the love of his Jill Ah, then there were Janey from Oakton Janey what a girl was she Fine fat legs like a couple of branches on a chestnut tree But it were just the same, she said "I know his game I know what I'm after and he hasn't got any" Well now brave boys, my story has ended and I know it's true Sun is shining and he's gotta make hay while the sun shines through Every dog must have his day, but I hope you won't forget While there's life there's hoping and there's life in the old dog yet