—Sam Lucas via Dave Macon
My dog treed, I went to see, (On children, on)
There was a possum up that tree, (On children, on)
And that possum began to grin, (On children, on)
I reached up and took him in, (On children, on)
Chorus:
Carve that possum
Carve that possum, children
Carve that possum children
Oh, come children come.
Carried him home and dressed him on,
Hung him out that night to frost,
One way to cook the possum down,
First par boil then bake him brown
Possum meat am good to eat,
Always fat and good and sweet,
Grease potatoes in the pan,
Greatest eatin in the land.
Some eat early and some eat soon,
Some like a possum and some like coon,
That possum's just the thing for me,
Old Rattler's got another'n up a tree.
Verse:
I | I | V | I | I | I | (X4) |
Chorus:
I | I | I | I |
IV | IV | IV | IV |
I | I | I | I |
V | V | I | I |