Ground Hog Lyrics

Whet up your axe and whistle up your dog,
Whet up your axe and whistle up your dog.
We're off to the woods to hunt ground hog.
Ground hog!
Old Joe Digger, Sam, and Dave...
Went a-hog-huntin' hard as they could stave..
Here comes Sam with a ten-foot pole...
A-roust that ground hog outa his hole...

Well, stand back, boys and let's be wise...
I think I see his beaded eyes...

Grab him, boys, and pull him out...
Great Godamighty! Ain't a ground hog stout...
I like my ground hog stewed and fried...
An' a little piece of corn bread by the side...

Well, the meat's in the pot, and the hide's in the churn...
If that ain't ground hog, I'll be durned...

Work, boys, work as hard as you can tear...
The meat'll do to eat and the hide'll do to wear...
Work, boys, work and scrape his hide...
Make the best darn shoe strings ever I tried...

Goin' down the road and the road mighty muddy...
So goldarn drunk I can't stand steady...

Up come Sal with a snigger and a grin...
Ground hog grease all over her chin...