(Refrain) Rollin'! Rollin'! Rollin' the whole world 'round-a! That fine gal o' mine's on the Georgia line! And we'll roll the woodpile down! (Strophe 1) Away down south where the co*ks do crow Way down in Florida Them girls all dance to the old banjo And we'll roll the woodpile down Oh, what can you do down in Tempa Bay Way down in Florida But give them yellow girls all your pay And we'll roll the woodpile down (Refrain) 2x (Strophe 2) When I was a young man in me prime Way down to Florida I'd take them yellow girls two a time And we'll roll the woodpile down We'll roll him high and we'll roll him low Way down in Florida We'll heave him up and away we'll go And we'll roll the woodpile down (Refrain) 2x (Strophe 3) My dear old mother she wrote to me Way down in Florida Oh my little son, come from the sea And we'll roll the woodpile down She sent me money, she sent me clothes Way down in Florida I drank the money and I pawned my clothes And we'll roll the woodpile down (Refrain) 2x Rollin'! Rollin'! Rollin' the whole world 'round-a! That fine gal o' mine's on the Georgia line! And we'll roll the woodpile down! That fine gal o' mine's on the Georgia line! And we'll roll the woodpile down!