HOOP 'EM UP 'LIZA JANE Goin' across 'de mountain, I gave my horn a blow, Thought I heard Mis 'Liza Yonder comes my beau. She's nicer than the roses, That grow down on the plain, I lub 'dat little yaller gal– My sweet ole 'Liza Jane. If you want to buy a horse, Don't by a horse dat's lame; But if you want to buy a mule, Buy ole 'Liza Jane. She's sweeter dan de 'lasses, Dat drops from sugar cane; She is de darlin' ob my heart– My sweet ole 'Liza Jane. [Marsan, Henry DE, New Comic and Sentimental Singer's Journal, No.137, Vol. II, (New York: H. DE Marsan, 1868, p.291] Note: aka Ole 'Liza Jane.
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