Vance Randolph considered these variants of a recitation he called LADY LIL.

From Blow the Candle Out: "Unprintable" Ozark Folksongs and Folklore by Vance Randolph (Fayetteville : University of Arkansas Press, 1992), Vol. 2, page 668:

C. Contributed by Mr. G. P., Reeds Spring, Missouri, August 5, 1946. He learned the poem from a man named Blair, who called it "Piss-Pot Pete":

Lil was a schoolmarm from the West.
That's where she found the fuckin' best.
The word it come from miles around
That no two men could hold Lil down.

When out from the hills of Bare-Ass Creek
Comes a son-of-a-bitch called Piss-Pot Pete.
Lil knew damn well he was her fate,
But backing out was too damn late....

So off to the mountains to get a seat
And watch the half-breed sink his meat....

The ground was tore up for miles around
Where Lil's old ass had plowed the ground,
And Lil passed out with a sigh and a cough
While Piss-Pot Pete started jacking off.

D. Text from Mr. A. M., Columbia, Missouri, October 3, 1948. He heard it recited at Kirksville, Missouri in 1918. In 2:1, Greek, a Creek Indian is evidently meant, or was originally, as in C above:

Down in Louisville on a hill
There lived a gal, her name was Lil.
The fact was known for miles around
That no two men could hold her down.

When down from the hills came a bare-assed Greek.
That son-of-a-bitch was Piss-Pot Pete....

Now Piss-Pot Pete and little Lil
They chose a spot upon a hill
Behind a shit-house by the mill.

When Piss-Pot Pete pulled out his cock
...
Lil knew that she had met her fate,
But to back out now it was too late.

People came for miles to gain a seat,
To see that half-breed take his meat.

He threw her down into the mud,
And mounted her ass like a Belgian stud.
They fucked and fucked for hours and hours
A-tearing up trees and shrubs and flowers.

The earth was tore up for miles around
Where Lil's poor ass had hit the ground.
Lil passed out with a sigh and a cough
While Piss-Pot Pete stood jacking off.