Pig In A Pen Lyrics - Bill Monroe

I got a pig at home in a pen 

Corn to feed him on 

All I need's a pretty little girl 

To feed I'm when I'm gone 

Going up on a mountain 

To sow a little cane 

Raise a barrel of sorghum 

Sweet little Liza Jane 

Black clouds arising 

Sure sign of rain 

Put that old gray bonnet 

On little Liza Jane 

Yonder comes that gal of mine 

How do you think I know 

Know her by that gingham gown 

Hanging down so low