Poor Miss Liza Jane

When I go a-courtin'
I'll go on the 6m train
1 When I go to marry
I'll 5 marry Liza 1 Jane

Chorus
Hey, miss Liza, po' little gal
Hey, miss Liza 5 Jane
1 Hey, miss Liza, (4) po' little gal
She 5 died upon the 1 train

The hardest work I ever did
Was a-brakin' on a train
The easiest work I ever did
Was a-huggin' Liza Jane

When I went to see her
She wrung her hands and cried
She swore I was the ugliest thing
That ever lived or died

I ask little Liza to marry me
What do you reckon she said
Said she would not marry me
If everybody else was dead

You can climb the cherry tree
And I will climb the rose
How I love that pretty little gal
God almighty knows

I went to see miss Liza
She's a-bendin' o'er the tub
And the more I asked her to marry me
The harder she did scrub