The Weavers
Poor Liza
Poor Liza, poor girl, oh Liza JanePoor Liza, poor girl, she died on the trainYou go down the new cut roadI'll go down the laneYou can hug an old fence postI'll hug Liza JanePoor Liza, poor girl, oh Liza JanePoor Liza, poor girl, she died on the trainPoor Liza, poor girl, oh Liza JanePoor Liza, poor girl, she died on the trainSomebody stole my old bull dogAnd I'd wish they'd bring him backHe run the big hogs over the fenceAnd the little one through the crackPoor Liza, poor girl, oh Liza JanePoor Liza, poor girl, she died on the trainSomebody stole my old blue henAnd I'd wish they'd let it beShe laid two eggs everydayAnd suddenly she laid threeLetras de cancionesPoor Liza, poor girl, oh Liza JanePoor Liza, poor girl, she died on the trainPoor Liza, poor girl, oh Liza JanePoor Liza, poor girl, she died on the trainI'm gonna get me sticks and mudTo build my chimney higherTo get that goddamn Worton catFor putting out my firePoor Liza, poor girl, oh Liza JanePoor Liza, poor girl, she died on the trainPoor Liza, poor girl, oh Liza JanePoor Liza, poor girl, she died on the train
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