The Weavers - Poor Liza lyrics

Poor Liza, poor girl, oh Liza Jane Poor Liza, poor girl, she died on the train You go down the new cut road I'll go down the lane You can hug an old fence post I'll hug Liza Jane Poor Liza, poor girl, oh Liza Jane Poor Liza, poor girl, she died on the train Poor Liza, poor girl, oh Liza Jane Poor Liza, poor girl, she died on the train Somebody stole my old bull dog And I'd wish they'd bring him back He run the big hogs over the fence And the little one through the crack Poor Liza, poor girl, oh Liza Jane Poor Liza, poor girl, she died on the train Somebody stole my old blue hen And I'd wish they'd let it be She laid two eggs everyday And suddenly she laid three Poor Liza, poor girl, oh Liza Jane Poor Liza, poor girl, she died on the train Poor Liza, poor girl, oh Liza Jane Poor Liza, poor girl, she died on the train I'm gonna get me sticks and mud To build my chimney higher To get that goddam Worton cat For putting out my fire Poor Liza, poor girl, oh Liza Jane Poor Liza, poor girl, she died on the train Poor Liza, poor girl, oh Liza Jane Poor Liza, poor girl, she died on the train