Rocky Island

Apples in the summer time
Peaches in the fall
If I don’t get the girl I love
Won’t have none at all

Going to Rocky Island
Going when I’m gone
See my Candy darling
Ho honey ho

Get up on the mountain
Sow a little cane
Make a barrel of sorghum
Sweetin’ ole Liza Jane

Black clouds a risin’
Sure sign of rain
Get your old gray bonnet
See little Liza Jane