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        I got a pig at home in a pen; Corn to feed 'im on 
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        All I need's a pretty little girl to feed 'im when I'm gone.  
 
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Goin' on the mountain to sow a little cane 
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Raise a barrel of Sorghum, To sweeten ol' Liza Jane. 
 
 
Yonder comes that gal of mine, How do you think I know 
I know by that gingham gown, Hanging down so low 
 
Dark cloud's a-risin' - surely a sign of rain 
Get your gray bonnet on - Little Liza Jane. 
 
Bake them biscuits, lady - bake 'em good n' brown 
When you get them biscuits baked - we're Alabam-y bound 
 
When she sees me comin' - she wrings her hands and cries 
Yonder comes the sweetest boy - that ever lived or died. 
 
Now, when she sees me leavin' - she wrings her hands and cries 
Yonder goes the meanest boy - that ever lived or died.