Title: American Old Time Song Lyrics
Subject: Traditional & Folk Music
Author: www.traditionalmusic.co.uk
Keywords: Old time music, American, oldtimey, bluegrass

Little Brother Joe - song lyrics 
American Old-time song lyrics from www.traditionalmusic.co.uk 
LITTLE BROTHER JOE. 
Louisa Jane resides at home, The pride of her dear mother; The family is very small, There's only one young brother; I often call to have a chat, And pass an hour or so, But I am always bored to death With little brother Joe. 
Chorus. He sits upon the sofa, he jumps around the floor, He views the situation through the key-hole of the door! He talks to his companions of his big sister's beau; A plague upon humanity is little brother Joe. 
Now often when I sit and sigh And almost pop the question, In comes that wicked little boy. And offers some suggestion; I bribe him up with sugar plums, And try to make him go, But nothing seems to take effect On little brother Joe.-Chorus. 
He likes to climb upon my knee, And at my side he lingers; He pulls me by the collar With his little taffy fingers. Sometimes I'd like to warm him, But Louisa whispers, no! Don't mind his playful manner, He's my little brother Joe.-Chorus. 
For six long months it has been thus, I've tried to win Louisa; ¯ But I have had no chance at all. Not even to hug or squeeze her. I might have done much better, But a fellow has no show, When people will intrude themselves Like little brother Joe.-Chorus.