Charlie Poole & The North Carolina Ramblers — Goodbye Sweet Liza Jane

Look-a-here, Liza, listen to me You're not the gal that you promised to be Didn't you say you would always be true You went out driving with Mr Brown I am the laughing stock of the town People said to never trust you Throw up your hands, babe, I'm a-gonna go I was a good man while I had the dough So it's goodbye Miss sweet Liza I'm a-going to leave you You know when I go, I'm the fellow with the dough-dough-dough So sing a little song, travel along, yes travel along Bid you good-day, babe, I'm on my way Goodbye sweet Lisa Jane Give me here my gold watch and chain Give me that umbrella for fear it might rain Give me the clothes that I paid for, too Dive in the trunk and hand me them things Give me here my diamond ring And get Mr. Brown to dress you all up new