I’ve got a wife and five little chillun,
Believe I’ll take a trip on the big MacMillan.
Oh, Saro Jane.
Chorus
Nothin' to do but to sit down an' sing an'
Rock about, my Saro Jane,
Rock about, my Saro Jane,
Rock about, my Saro Jane.
'Tain't nothin' to do but sit down an' sing an'
Rock about, my Saro Jane.
You better get a-runnin' when the whistle down blow.
Did you know the captain nearly fell overboard?
Oh, Saro Jane.
Chorus.
Engine gave a crack, whistle gave a squall,
Engineer gone to the Hole-in-the-Wall.
Oh, Saro Jane.
Chorus.
Yankee built boats for to shoot them rebels.
My guns are loaded and, oh, she’s leveled.
Oh, Saro Jane.
Chorus.
I’ve got a wife and five little chillun,
Believe I’ll take a trip on the big MacMillan.
Oh, Saro Jane.
Chorus.