Canada, where are you? ♪ Way down south where the whale-fish blow Way down in Florida The girls all dance to the roll-and-go When we roll the woodpile down ♪ When I was a young man in my prime Way down in Florida I was courting pretty girls two at a time When we roll the woodpile down Rolling, rolling Rolling the whole world 'round That fine girl of mine's on the Georgia Line And we'll roll the woodpile down ♪ And now I'm old and getting grey Way down in Florida I can only manage one a day And we'll roll the woodpile down Rolling, rolling Rolling the whole world 'round That fine girl of mine's on the Georgia Line And we'll roll the woodpile down ♪ We'll haul 'em high and we'll haul 'em low We'll bust them blocks and away we'll go Oh, rouse them, buster, is the cry A poor man's wage is never high Rolling, rolling Rolling the whole world 'round That fine girl of mine's on the Georgia Line And we'll roll the woodpile down Rolling, rolling Rolling the whole world 'round That fine girl of mine's on the Georgia Line And we'll roll the woodpile down ♪ Rolling, rolling Rolling the whole world 'round That fine girl of mine's on the Georgia Line And we'll roll the woodpile down That fine girl of mine's on the Georgia Line And we'll roll the woodpile down