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

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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