Sarah Jane 1 (June 1, 1970) Lyrics

That's it, isn't it?

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I got a wife and five little children
Gonna take a trip on a big, black miller
Sara Jane (Sara Jane), Sara Jane (Sara Jane)

Ain't nothing to do
But to sit down and sing
And rock about my Sara Jane
Yeah
La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la

A boiler busted and the whistle blowed
The captain had to fell overboard
Oh, Sara Jane (Sara Jane), Sara Jane (Sara Jane)

Ain't nothing to do
But to sit down and sing
And rock about my Sara Jane
Yeah
La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la

Engine give a crack and the whistle give a squall
Engineer gonna drill a hole in the wall
Oh, Sara Jane (Sara Jane), Sara Jane (Sara Jane)

Ain't nothing to do
But to sit down and sing
And rock about my Sara Jane
Yeah
La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la

The Yankee built boats to shoot them rebels
My gun steady, gonna hold it level
Sara Jane (Sara Jane), Sara Jane (Sara Jane)

Ain't nothing to do
But to sit down and sing
And rock about my Sara Jane

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