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.