BOIL THAT CABBAGE DOWN

I went up on the mountain
To give my horn a blow
Thought I heard my true love say
"Yonder stands my beau"

Went to see my girl one night
I did it kind of sneakin'
I kissed her mouth and hit her nose
The doggone thing was leakin'

Boil that cabbage down, boys
Make that hotcake brown
The only song I can sing
Is 'Boil that Cabbage Down'

Raccoon up a 'simmons tree
Possum on the ground
Possum said the raccoon
"Shake them 'simmons down"

Jaybird died with the whooping cough
Sparrow died with the colic
'Long came a frog with a fiddle on his back
Enquiring his way to the frolic

Boil them cabbage down . . .

Took my girl to the blacksmith shop
To have her mouth made small
She turned around a time or two
And swallowed shop and all

Gave my girl a bicycle
She learned to ride it well
She rode into a telephone pole
and busted it all to pieces

Boil them cabbage down . . .

I wouldn't marry a schoolteacher
I'll tell you the reason why
She put her nose in the pan
And called it custard pie

I gave my girl a wristwatch
She swallowed it the other day
And now she's baking casserole
To pass the time away

Source:
Roy Ludwick, Hampshire County, West Virginia (2003); from the CD 'All Smiles Tonight: An Anthology of Heritage Music from Hampshire County, West Virginia'.