Has any one heard these verses?

Wish I was an apple,
Hanging on a tree,
And every time my pretty gal passed,
She'd take a bite of me.

Wish I had a banjo string,
Made of golden twine,
And every time I'd pick on it,
I'd wish that gal were mine.

Wish I had a needle,
As fine as I could sew,
I'd sew that gal to my coat tail,
And down the road we'd go.

My gal, she got religion,
She had it once before,
But when she hears my old banjo,
She's the first one on the floor.

Boil them cabbage down, down,
Turn them hoe cakes 'round, 'round,
Only song that I can sing is
Boil them cabbage down.


It was in my guitar book, but I've not seen these ones listed in your website.