Lyrics:

(traditional)


When a girl reach the age of 18

She begins to think she's grown,

And hat's the kind of little girl

You can never find at home.


Come and see me early in the morning,

Just about the break of day.

Want to see me hug my pillow

Where my baby used to lay?


One drink of wine,

Two drinks of gin.

Pretty young got me

In the shape I'm in.


Chorus


I pass by the juke joint,

Look through the door.

She's doing the boogie-woogie

In the middle of the floor.


Chorus


First verse


Chorus