Pig In A Pen
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I got a pig at home in a pen, Corn to feed 'im on.
All I need is a pretty little girl, to feed 'im when I'm gone.
Bake them biscuits, baby - bake 'em good n' brown.
When you get them biscuits baked - we're Alabama bound.
Goin' on the mountain to sow a little cane.
Raise a barrel of Sorghum, to sweeten ol' Liza Jane.
Dark cloud's a-risin' - surely a sign of rain.
Get your old gray bonnet on - Sweet Little Liza Jane.
Yonder comes that gal of mine, How do you think I know
I know by that gingham gown, Hanging down so low
When she sees me comin' - she wrings her hands and cries
Yonder comes the sweetest boy - that ever lived or died.
Now, when she sees me leavin' - she wrings her hands and cries
Yonder goes the meanest boy - that ever lived or died.