Who's Going Down to Town

Whiskey by the gallon, sugar by the 5 pound
A 4 great big bowl to 1 put it in and a 5 spoon to stir it a 1 round

Chorus
Who's going down to town, Who's going down to 5 town
4 Who's going down to 1 Welmingtown, to 5 carry my tobacco 1 'round

Once I had an old fool dog, and I wish I had him back
He'd chase the big hogs o'er the fence and the little ones through the crack

Once I had a little girl, I brought her from the south
She'd braid her hair so doggone tight, she couldn't shut her mouth