Went up on the mountain Just to give my horn a blow Thought I heard my true love say Yonder comes my beau Bile them Cabbage down Turn them hoecakes round The only song that I can sing Is bile them cabbage down Took my gal to the blacksmith shop To have her mouth made small She turned around a time or two And swallowd 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