My mother and her little brown jug, it held her milk
As the spider of time is climbin' over the ruins
Oh, little spider climbin' out of a broken jug
Put your hand over the side of the boat and what do you feel?
As we come in the back door, see it fall, see it fall
And the pieces will lay there a while in a house draped in net
Put your hand over the side of the boat, put your hand
In a room filled with coral, sails at the window, forests of masts
And many a pilot drowned and the speed boats flyin' above
Ho ho ho, hee hee hee, little brown jug, don't I love thee
“Little brown jug, don't I love thee, little brown jug don't I love thee
There were hundreds of people livin' here
Little brown jug, don't I love thee"
Moving and glistenin' and rockin' it's babies in rhythm
And now it holds our memories, I can hear her singin'
I hear her laughin', she is standin' in the kitchen
It looks like every tower is covered in webs
Sails at the windows and the planes came crashin' down
