Liza's Up the 'Simmon Tree
Liza up in a 'simmon tree
And a possum on the ground
Possum said you son of a gun
Shake them 'simmons down
Ol' folks down the mountain
Grindin sugar cane
Makin' barrels of molasses
To sweeten Miss Liza Jane
Whoopty Liza pretty little gal
Whoopty Liza Jane
Whoopty Liza pretty little gal
A'ridin' on that train
I went to see my Liza Jane
She's standin' by the door
Shoes and stockin's in her hand
And her feet all over the floor
Would not marry a poor girl
I'll tell you the reason why
Have so many poor kinfolk
Make my biscuits fly
Whoopty Liza pretty little gal
Whoopty Liza Jane
Whoopty Liza pretty little gal
A'ridin' on that train
Whiskey by the gallon
Sugar by the pound
A great big bowl to put it in
Miss Liza to stir it round
Cheeks is like the cherries
Cherries like a rose
How I like that pretty little girl
A'goodness gracious knows
Whoopty Liza pretty little gal
Whoopty Liza Jane
Whoopty Liza pretty little gal
A'ridin' on that train
Head is like a coffee pot
Nose is like a spout
Mouth is like an old fireplace
With the ashes all raked out
Cheeks is like a cherries
Cherries like a rose
How I like that pretty little girl
Goodness gracious knows
Whoopty Liza pretty little gal
Whoopty Liza Jane
Whoopty Liza pretty little gal
A'ridin' on that train
compositores: Bradley Kincaid
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