Sylvie is a good old girl, from Florida so they say

She came up here last April to pass some time away

Now won't you bring me a little water, Sylvie?

Bring me a little water now?

Bring me a little water, Sylvie?

For my tired brow

Sylvie came here Wednesday,

She came this morning by the light of the dawn

She comes up here now nearly all of the time

To see if she can carry on

Now won't you bring me a little water, Sylvie?

Bring me a little water now?

Bring me a little water, Sylvie?

For my tired brow

Sylvie says she loves me,

She says it all of the time

She always gets behind me,

When the hill is too high to climb

Now bring me a little water, Sylvie?

Bring me a little water now?

Bring me a little water, Sylvie?

For my tired brow

She brings beer and honey,

Brings me slop and beans

Brings me coconuts and candy,

Brings me turnip greens

Bring me a little water, Sylvie?

Bring me a little water now?

Bring me a little water, Sylvie?

For my tired brow

For my tired brow

Oh, for my tired brow