作曲 : Daniel Decatur Emmett/1843
 I'm old Mister Brown just came from the South,
 I left Lynchburg in the time of the drouth;
 The times they got so bad in the place,
 That folks down there wouldn't show their face.
 It will never do to give it up so,
 It will never do to give it up so;
 It will never do to give it up so, Mr. Brown,
 It will never do to give it up so.
 The old Jim River I floated down,
 I packed a boat and ran upon the ground;
 The pine log come with a rishing din,
 And the stove both ends of old boat in.
 It will never do to give it up so,
 It will never do to give it up so;
 It will never do to give it up so, Mr. Brown,
 It will never do to give it up so.
 The old log rake me aft and fore
 It left my cookhouse lying on the shore
 I thought it wouldn’t do for to give it up so
 I scull myself ashore with the old banjo
 It will never do to give it up so,
 It will never do to give it up so;
 It will never do to give it up so, Mr. Brown,
 It will never do to give it up so.
 I lie on the sand and feels so glad
 I looked at the banjo and felt very mad
 I walked up the bank that’s slick as glass
 Up, went my heels and I light upon the grass
 It will never do to give it up so,
 It will never do to give it up so;
 It will never do to give it up so, Mr. Brown,
 It will never do to give it up so.
 It will never do to give it up so, Mr. Brown,
 I jumped on the gap and stood upon the ground
 My holly boat out high and dry upon the bank
 And float down the river with my bacon on the plane
 It will never do to give it up so,
 It will never do to give it up so;
 It will never do to give it up so, Mr. Brown,
 It will never do to give it up so.
 Massa on the wood pile barking like a dog
 Toes in the millpond sitting on a log
 Posum on the gum tree with a gray big grain
 Come kiss me gal for you know that ain't no sin
 It will never do to give it up so,
 It will never do to give it up so;
 It will never do to give it up so, Mr. Brown,
 It will never do to give it up so.