’Til I went down to my little Betty Ann’s And I hadn’t been there before. She fed me out of the little pig trough And I’ll go there no more. 
Reel and rock my little Betty Ann, Reel and rock I say. Reel and rock my little Betty Ann, For love I’m going away. 
Sixteen years a cannonball, It’s I’ve been around this line. Sweethearts is plenty, little love, But a good wife’s hard to find. 
Went up on the mountain top, I give my horn a blow. Yonder come my pretty little girl, Yonder come my beau. 
The hardest work I ever done Was working in the rain. Easiest thing I ever done Was loving Liza Jane. 
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