i got a pig at home in a pen;
all i need's a pretty little girl
to feed 'em when i'm gone. goin' on the mountain
raise a barrel of sorghum
to sweeten ol' liza jane. yonder comes that gal of mine
i know by that gingham gown
hanging down so low. dark cloud's arisin'
little liza jane. bake them biscuits
when you get them biscuits baked
we're alabamy bound. when she sees me comin'
she wrings her hands and cries
yonder comes the sweetest boy
that ever lived or died. now
she wrings her hands and cries
yonder goes the meanest boy