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Liza Green felt awf'ly sick,
Sent out for the doctor quick.
The doctor called around, these words to say:"You're suff'ring from a love attack,
And if you want to bring health back,
A loving man must love you every day."THen he turned to say goodbye,
Just to hear Eliza cry:
"Oh, oh, oh, oh, Doctor,
Won't you kindly hear my plea?
I know you know, Doctor,
Exactly what is best for me.
Hear me sigh, hear me cry,
Surely you ain't gon' to let me die,
For if some love will make me gain,
Do your duty, Doctor, cure my pain."
Doctor said, "I can't decline,
Curing patients is my line."Then started lovin' Liza good and strong.
Soon she was feeling well once more.
The doctor then looked t'ward the door,
And said, "I guess I'd best be getting along."But Eliza hollered quick,"Oh, I fear I'm getting sick."
"Oh, oh, oh, oh, Doctor,
Won't you kindly hear my plea?
I know you know, Doctor,
Exactly what is best for me.
Hear me sigh, hear me cry,
Surely you ain't gon' to let me die,
For if some love will make me gain,
Do your duty, Doctor, cure my pain."