Ahh, an old favorite of mine, from Kentucky's own Cousin Emmy. These lyrics come from Pap Brewer, and are played in a simple progression: G-F-G-D; G-F-G-D; G-F-G-D; G. Not too fast; this isn't a breakdown.

1. Shoulder up your gun and call up the dogs;
Shoulder up your gun and call up the dogs;
Going to the woods to catch a ground hog,
Ground hog.

2. One in a hole and one in a log;
One in a hole and one in a log;
Run get Sam, we'll catch a ground hog,
Ground hog.

3. Meat's in the cupboard and butter in the churn;
Meat's in the cupboard and butter's in the churn;
If that ain't ground hog, I'll be durned.

4. Here comes Sal with a snicker and a grin;
Here comes Sal with a snicker and a grin;
Ground hog gravy all over her chin,
Ground hog.

Actually, no one believed Sal when she said it was ground hog gravy.