—New Lost City Ramblers version
Call up your hounds and whistle up your dogs
Call up your hounds and whistle up your dogs
We're goin' to the mountain to catch a ground hog
Oh, ground hog
Old Joe Digger, Sam and Dave,(x2)
Went a hog huntin' as hard as they could say
Oh, ground hog
Too many rocks and too many logs,(x2)
Too many rocks to catch a ground hogs ,
Oh, ground hog
Stand back, boys, and let's be wise,(x2)
I think I see his beady little eyes,
Oh, ground hog
Work, boys, work just as hard as you can tear,(x2)
The meat'll do to eat and the hide'll do to wear,
Oh, ground hog
Sam aimed the gun and Dave pulled the trigger (X2)
But the man that killed the groundhog was Old Joe Digger
Oh, ground hog
Out come Sally with a snigger and a grin,(x2)
Ground hog gravy all over her chin,
Oh, ground hog
Now catch him boys he's about to fall, (X2)
He's eaten so his pants won't button at all
Oh, ground hog
Goin' down the road and the road is mighty muddy, (X2)
I'm so damn drunk and I can't stand steady
Oh, ground hog
He's in here boys, the hole's wore slick,(x2)
C'mon, Sam with your forked stick,
Oh, ground hog
Little piece of cornbread sittin' on the shelf,(x2)
If you want any more you can sing it yourself,
Oh, ground hog
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