We’re the ’Liza Jane and who be you?’
He stood by the wheel and he says, ‘How do?
We’re from Bangor, Maine––from where be you?’
“The ’Liza Jane got a new main truck––
A darn fine thing but wouldn’t stay stuck.
Came a breeze one day from the no’-no’-west
And the gosh-darned thing came down with the rest.
Oh, hi-diddle-di––a breeze from the west––
Who’d ’a’ thunk the truck wouldn’t stuck with the rest?