'Little Brown Jug'

I remember that there was a book of songs
kept in the Piano Stool in the Front Room
(along with the scores of Chopin Nocturnes) 

which included Sowannee River, Old Black Joe
(which made me weep),
Won't you buy my pretty flowers ?
(which made me weep),
a bowdlerised version of Hinky-Dinky-Parley-Voo
which was quite jolly,

and Little Brown Jug, which was sung
by many (including Bing Crosby) right up to WW2.

I was reminded of this by learning the other day
that the Dutch equivalent of a Kneipe in Germany
and an Estaminet in France
was called a Bruine Kroeg or Brown Jug.

The first verse as I remember it was:

My wife and I lived all alone
In a little log cabin we called our own.
She loved gin and I loved rum
I tell you we'd lots of fun...