LIZA JOHNSON
 
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Since my bloke went to the Panto, all the pretty girls to see
He's got mashed upon a Yankee and her ragtime melody
Now he's trying to compose one, on a Jew's harp for to play
He fairly drives me crazy for he's singing all the day,

Chorus: Liza, you are my donah, you are my little peach
Meet me round at the fish shop and
I will buy you a pen'north of each, lor luv yer
No bloke dare come and kiss you, or for him I shall go
If I should lose my temper, then it's what ho,
Liza Johnson, yes, what ho!


When he takes yer out a-walking, it's enough to make yer smile
'Cos he tries to do the cake-walk, people think he's off his tile
Takes the dinner to the bake-house dressed in all his Sunday duds
Through the cake-walk then he loses half the batter and the spuds.

Chorus: Liza, you are my donah, you are my little peach
Meet me round at the fish shop and
I will buy you a pen'north of each, lor luv yer
No bloke dare come and kiss you, or for him I shall go
If I should lose my temper, then it's what ho,
Liza Johnson, yes, what ho!


Now he's learnt 'My Tiger Lily' and 'The Little Rainbow Coon'
Sings about his 'Rosey Posey'; he's gone balmy on the tune
There's a lot of little kiddies who lives round about our way
And when we're out a-walking they'll follow us and say,

Chorus: Liza, you are my donah, you are my little peach
Meet me round at the fish shop and
I will buy you a pen'north of each, lor luv yer
No bloke dare come and kiss you, or for him I shall go
If I should lose my temper, then it's what ho,
Liza Johnson, yes, what ho!
 
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Written and composed by Edgar Bateman & George Le Brunn - 1901
Performed by Kate Carney (1868-1950)
 
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