[1] I got a pig at home in a pen corn to feed him [4] on[1] All I need is a pretty little girl to feed him [5] when I'm [1] gone
Goin' on the mountain to sow a little caneRaise a barrel of Sorghum sweet lil' Liza Jane
Black cloud's a-risin' surest sign of rainGet the old gray bonnet on Little Liza Jane
Yonder comes that gal of mine how you think I knowCan tell by that Gingham gown hangin' down so low
Bake them biscuits baby bake 'em good n' brownWhen you get them biscuits baked we're Alabamy bound
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