Chorus:
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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