The story is for real. My father is from the BACK hills of Tennessee, and his father took him even further back to meet the kinfolk. Squirrel head stew was the menu that night. A greedy son took the entire head in his mouth........and had the jaws snap shut on the inside of his cheek. Little sympathy from his parents, who told him that he was to SHARE this delicacy with his cousin.
So, if anyone finds the lyrics............would love to see them!