Missouri State University
Max Hunter Folk Song Collection

Possum Song

Cat. #1559 (MFH #1026) - As sung by Everett Griggs, Clinton, Arkansas on June 17, 1975

VERSE 1
Ole Jake, he went out hunting
T'was on one moonshine night
He spied a big fat possum
Just clean-up out'a sight
An' he went to the house an' got 'im axe
An' he begin to chaw
Then, look out little chilren
There's something gwine t' drop, drop
Drop, bye-bye t' that possum
O, bite th possum down
Bye-bye, t' that possum
When th possum hit th ground
Bye-bye, t' that possum
O, bite th possum down
O, we'll have a good dinner
When th possum hits th ground

VERSE 2
That possum got away
An' ran back up de tree
That big ole fat possum
Just fat as he could be
Jake went t' th house an' got 'im a axe
An' he begin to chaw
Then, look out little chilren
There's something gwine t' drop, drop
Drop, bye-bye t' that possum
O, bile th possum down
Bye-bye, t' that possum
When th possum hits th ground
Bye-bye, t' that possum
O, bile th possum down
O, we'll have a good dinner
When th possum hits th ground

VERSE 3
Now, if you shoot that possum
Just sugar 'im good an' sweet
Put 'im in a little fryin' pan
Sweet taters around his feet
Just put in lots of gravy
Right next to th crust
An' what'a ya gonna to little children
I'll eat till I bust, bust
Bust, bye-bye t' that possum
O, bile th possum down
Bye-bye t' possum
When th possum hits th ground
Bye-bye t' possum
O, bile th possum down
O we'll have a good dinner
When th possum hits th ground