K:A [A]Went up on the [D]mountain just to [A]give my horn a [E]blow [A]Thought I heard my [D]true love say, [A]Yonder [E]comes my[A] beau. {i}Chorus:{/i} {i}[A]Bile them cabbage[D] down, [A]Turn them hoecakes[E] round{/i} {i}[A]The only song that [D]I can sing, Is [A]bile them [E]cabbage [A]down.{/i} Took my gal to the blacksmith shop, To have her mouth made small. She turned around a time or two And swallowed shop and all. (Chorus) Possum in a 'Simmon tree, Raccoon on the ground. Raccoon says you son-of-a-gun, Shake some 'Simmon's down. (Chorus) 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. (Chorus) Met a possum in the road, Blind as he could be, Jumped the fence and whipped my dog, And bristled up at me. (Chorus) 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. (Chorus) How that mule would kick, He kicked with his dying breath. He shoved his hind feet down his throat, And kicked himself to death. (Chorus)