Old Brown Pants - song lyrics 
American Old-time song lyrics from www.traditionalmusic.co.uk 
OLD BROWN PANTS Tune-"Granny's Old Arm Chair " 
My grandfather, he, at the age of eighty-three, One day he took a notion he would die; And after he was dead, of course the will was read. By a lawyer as we all were passing by; Unto my brotber Bill, he left an old saw mill, To my sister he bequeathed our gray mare, Nance; But when it came to me, the lawyer then said, he Has left to you his old brown pants. 
Chorus. But how they giggled, how they yelled; Even my sister, my dear Isabel, Gave me the laugh whene'er she had the chance, When grandpa only left to me his old brown pants. 
My brother Bill one day, just to pass the time away. In he river, why he "thought he'd take a swim; When a stray goat showed his nose, and he eat up poor Bill's clothes. It was Summer, and his garments they were thin; Now Bill he kicked and swore, when he couldn't leave the shore, And I saw his situation at a glance; I give one laugh and yell, I said now brother Bill, Don't you wish you had the old brown pants?-Chorus.