“I'M SOFT ON LIZA JANE.
Written for the New York Clipper,
By George G. Hart.

Oh I'm a gay and festive nig, a bully boy am I;
There's only one thing troubles me, I'll tell you by and by;
I'm deep in love with a colored gal, I've got her on the brain–
Oh, yes! The fact is, white folks, I'm soft on Liza Jane.

Chorus.– Oh I'll never meet her equal,
Nor see her like again,
For she's the apple of my eye,
And I'm soft on Liza Jane.

When first we met I'll ne'er forget, 'twas down at Bowling Green;
I thought her then the prettiest girl my eyes had ever seen;
I raised my hat, she smiled a smile, her meaning it was plain,
And since that time I've known no rest, for I'm soft on Liza Jane.
Chorus.– Oh, I'll never meet her equal, &c.

I asked her for to marry me– her answer it was “Yes;”
And when the happy day comes round I'll leave you for to guess.
There's only on thing that I fear, and it's my greatest pain,
For fear some other nigger might get soft on Liza Jane.
Chorus.– Oh, I'll never meet her equal, &c.

[New York Clipper, Songs for the People, 21 January 1871, p.334]