Saro Jane (From the Album The Kingston Trio) - The Kingston Trio

Come on and rock-about my Saro Jane

Come on and rock-about my Saro Jane

Oh, there’s nothing to do but to sit down and sing and rock-about my Saro Jane

I’ve got a wife and five little children.

Believe I’ll take a trip on the big

Macmillan.

Oh, Saro Jane

A guy like me don’t have no home.

I make my livin' on my shoulder bone.

Oh, Sara Jane.

Oh, Saro Jane.

Oh, Saro Jane

Come on and rock-about my Saro Jane

Come on and rock-about my Saro Jane

Oh, there’s nothing to do but to sit down and sing and rock-about my Saro Jane

Woke up this mornin' feeling mighty mean, thinkin' 'bout my good gal in New

Orleans.

Oh, Saro Jane

Fireman, keep those boilers hot.

I want to reach town by six o’clock.

Oh, Saro Jane.

Oh, Saro Jane.

Oh, Saro Jane

Come on and rock-about my Saro Jane

Come on and rock-about my Saro Jane

Oh, there’s nothing to do but to sit down and sing and rock-about my Saro Jane

Back’s getting' tired and shoulder’s gettin' sore.

Each sack is bigger than the

one before.

Oh, Saro Jane

A rock in my stomach and a watchin' my head.

Gettin' superstitious 'bout my

pork and bread.

Oh, Saro Jane.

Oh, Saro Jane

Come on and rock-about my Saro Jane

Come on and rock-about my Saro Jane

Oh, there’s nothing to do but to sit down and sing and rock-about my Saro Jane