My bottle, my horse and me

When we came to New York City,
My bottle, my horse and me,
I thought it was a pity,
'Cause in my bottle was no beer.

We walked into the barroom,
My bottle, my horse and me,
And after many drinks
We were singin' this melody:

We sang jode-lade-jode-lade-hi,
Always jode-lade-jode-lade-hi,
We were singin' together, my bottle, my horse and me.
We sang jode-lade-jode-lade-hi,
Always jode-lade-jode-lade-hi,
We were singin' all the time this melody.

And after many hours,
Oh, what did we see:
A young girl came along,
But we thought that there were three.

One girl for my bottle,
One for my horse and me;
We enjoyed it very much,
My bottle, my horse and me:

We sang jode-lade-jode-lade-hi,
Always jode-lade-jode-lade-hi,
We were singin' together, my bottle, my horse and me.
We sang jode-lade-jode-lade-hi,
Always jode-lade-jode-lade-hi,
We were singin' all the time this melody.