Went up on the mountain
Just to give my horn a blow
Thought I heard my true love say
Yonder comes my beau
Chorus:
Bile them Cabbage down
Turn them hoecakes round
The only song that I can sing
Is bile them cabbage down
There's gold up in them there hills,
I know it for the truth,
For my gal fell up there
And lost her new front tooth.
Wisht I had a nickel,
Wisht I had a dime,
Wisht I had a pretty little girl
To love me all the time.
I went up to my girlfriend,
I went up kind of sneakin',
I missed her mouth and kissed her nose
And found out that it was leaking.
She wore a see-through nighty,
Walked 'tween me and the light,
Oh Jesus lord almighty
What a wondrous sight.
Wish I had a needle and thread,
As fine as I could sew.
I'd sew that girlie to my coat,
And down the road I'd go.
Never marry an old man,
I'll tell you the reason why,
His lips are all tobacco juice
And he never zips his fly!
A few more verses:
Took my gal to the blacksmith shop
To have her mouth made small
She turned around a time or two
And swallowed shop and all
Possum in a Simmon tree
Raccoon on the ground
Raccoon says you son—of—a—gun
Shake some Simmon's down
Someone stole my old 'coon dog
Wish they'd bring him back
He chased the big hogs through the fence
And the little ones through the crack
Met a possum in the road
Blind as he could be
Jumped the fence and whipped my dog
And bristled up at me
Once I had an old gray mule
His name was Simon Slick
He'd roll his eyes and back his ears
And how that mule would kick
How that mule would kick
He kicked with his dying breath
He shoved his hind feet down his throat
And kicked himself to death
Raccoon up the 'simmon tree,
'Possum up the gum.
Never did see a pretty girl,
But what I love her some.
Raccoon on the rail fence,
waitin for the sun
Long eared hounds coming down the road
Old racoon better run.
Verse & Chorus:
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| I | IV | I – V | I |