Freckle Faced Liza Jane

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She's my darlin' my daisy

Cross-eyed, she's crazy

Knot-kneed, bow-legged

And she's mine all mine

Well her teeth are all false

Got her feet in Epsom salts

She's my freckle-faced, consumptive Liza Jane

She promised to meet me when the clock struck seventeen

At a stock yard just three miles of town

Eatin' steak peas and peaches and great big Texas steer

Still on sale oh, just seventeen cents a pound

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