Liza Lee, she promised me Ch: Yankee John, Storm-a-long She promised for to marry me Ch: Yankee John, Storm-a-long

Additional verses from Jim Mageean's 2012 recording

When I sailed across the sea Liza said she'd be true to me. I promised her a golden ring She promised me that little thing. Oh Liza Lee, she slighted me, Now she will not marry me. Up aloft this yard must go, Mister mate, he told us so. I thought I heard the skipper say, One more pull and then belay.

Colcord (Roll and Go) gives only the first verse of this and other “negro shanties” which seem to have originated in stowing cotton, but proved useful aboard ships as well.

The name Liza Lee is frequently used in versions of Clear the Track.

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